I know I am 23 years old. I know I should be standing on my own two feet. And I am. More or less. Yet, there are still questions and situations in my life, that make me pick up the phone and call my mom, to ask for her advice.
1. The yogurt I ate yesterday expired a few days ago, am I going to die?
2. What kind of clothing describes business casual? Leggins? Or nah?
3. What should I make for dinner?
4. Can I use olive oil instead of butter? Or will that ruin everything?
5. What is going to happen if I wash my colored and my white clothes together?
6. How do I make a dentist appointment? Can you do it for me?
7. How do I thaw a chicken?
8. What's my social Security Number?
9. How many stamps do I put on this letter?
10. When is Dad's birthday again?
11. Does mascara expire?
12. The chicken smells weird, am I going to die, if I still eat it?
13. What kind of allergies do I have?
14. How to I get those stains out of my favorite shirt?
15. Can I move back home? I mean seriously why did I ever leave?





















