Whether it was not packing Spousehole any shorts for camp or not feeling bad for him dealing with barfy kids, karma has come to bite me on the ass. I've spent the last 24 hours riding the porcelain bus - uptown and downtown. I haven't been this sick in years. Guess that's what I get for not being a very nice person sometimes.
Is it a sex blog? A mommy blog? A bitch & moan blog? Um, . . . yeah. This is my place to be totally honest. In my real life, I feel like I'm always lying to somebody about something. Here, I am totally honest. Brutally so. However, no matter what bad things I say about my kids, I adore them and would never ever really, say, sell them on Ebay. The husband, often referred to as Spousehole, is another story. Oh yeah - if you are under 18 (or if you are my husband), please leave now.
Sunday, June 10, 2007
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Oh jesus, me too, do you think I caught it for agreeing with you? ;)
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