Bad Stepmom

Liz and Dave, sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G. First came love. Then came marriage. Then came...a seven-year-old At thirty years old Liz knew nothing about raising children. However, that paltry little detail did not stop her from acting like a pompous and insufferable know-it-all-a complete smarty-pants, if you will. Her obsessive desire for sterile countertops and her inability to serve up nutritionally vacant "kid" food created a roller coaster of drama for her new family, and especially for her amazing and incredible stepdaughter. Finally, able to laugh at her own ridiculous missteps and blunders, she has penned this memoir just for you. And by "penned", we mean typed it on her laptop. So sit back with a big bowl of popcorn and a glass of wine (heck, bring the bottle ) and enjoy the ride. 'Cause it's about to get all kinds of crazy up in here.