Some of my family members like to give me grief for my frequent and occasionally too personal Facebook updates. OK. Perhaps I DO put my business on the street a little too much. But that's just me.
"I AM a reporter," I told my husband and daughter during a recent teasing session while we were on a drive.
A few minutes later, Lora Leigh became annoyed at her friend, Zac, picking on her in the back seat.
"Mom! Zac is picking on me," she said, in that sing-song kid's voice.
"Lora," I said. "Don't be a tattletale."
"Mom," she replied. "I'm just being a reporter."
