"Sweetie, I'm so glad you're here I'm afraid I've gotten myself into a little mess, and I just don't know where to go from here." You don't have to be Southern to enjoy this book. You don't have to be Southern to recognize that problems exist in mother/daughter relationships. You certainly don't have to be Southern to know that even though all else in your life comes to a complete halt once you have spewed that precious, tiny demon child from your loins, the little twit will turn on you like a duck on a June bug. I don't know why this happens. I just know that it does. If your beloved...