A Surprisingly Sane Blog

People who abuse children, particularly sexually, should be skinned alive, tied up, and left for the maggots and wild animals to find still breathing.

Current Mood: Angry

Yes.  Down there.

Grew some balls and finally tried it.

Damn, it looks really good.  James thinks so, too.

Just thought you’d like an update.  And yes, I’ve been thinking about it since this post.  Gosh, I’m a chicken.  What was I so worried about?  It’s not a big deal at all.

Baby steps.  At least I’m taking them, right?

Maybe next I’ll try having the whole thing waxed off.  Ow… maybe not.

Current Mood: Cool

One giant leap for Fang.

At the ripe old age of 14 months, April is officially walking everywhere.  And when I say walking, what I really mean is stalking.

That kid is anything but a delicate little flower like her big sister is.  So when I say she’s stalking, you need to get a mental image of this adorable, crazy-haired little terror stomping toward the nearest bio-hazardous waste with her chunky little legs while drooling, laughing, and plotting to devour the nearest object in sight.  I might add that she likes to flail her arms around and wave excitedly at everything she likes (which is… oh, everything) while she does all this.

I might also add that Julie has discovered that her new role in life is helping me distract her little sister from the toilet water, trash can, and every little last thing she manages to get her chubby little fingers into.

Who needs Prozac when you have children this freaking cute and hilarious chasing after you everywhere you go?

Oh yeah, me.

Current Mood: Happy