an not, it's still interrupted. One time I tried hiding myself in the bedroom while the boys were downstairs playing, closed the door and made the call. Right in the middle of making a job offer I was interrupted by little pounding fists (okay, mistake to close the door) yelling "Mommy, where are you?!" I probably didn't sound very professional then, did I?Anyway, over the past few weeks I've been recruiting for seven internships at our corporate office--SEVEN. Keep in mind I only work 12 hours a week! So I saw this little cartoon and it made me laugh. It's me! (Minus the slinky shirt, of course.)

