Last night, Clint and I get into bed for the usual cuddle, surf and then snooze session. As I am getting into the perfect "head resting on chest" postion, he says "I will not give you sex". I looked at him and just busted out laughing. He then says he means it and do not ask again. What do you think, should he start a career in psychology? He was really trying to work that reverse psychology business on me. He even used the "I have already put out this month". I thought I was going to wet the bed I was laughing so hard. I guess the decline in my libido is strating to take its toll. the poor man is getting desperate. I guess I better start "putting out" a little more often. Next thing I know he will want to get a pet goat. *Oh god stop it...laughing hysterically...I crack myself up...thank god someone finds me amusing*
I was considering a new layout, a new title, well just an overall new feel to my blog. I mean some things have changed since I first started recording my thoughts and feelings of the going ons in my everyday life. Well, I am no longer taking Paxil and well, crap.....I think that is it. I thought the poop was really no longer an issue as well until this week. Someone decided that an oopsie poopsie was not something they might share with their mother. You know the lady who does the laundry. I was blessed with the joy, upon removing clean clothes form the laundry, an overwhelming smell of shit. Yep, SHIT!!!! I had almost all the clothes in the dryer and noticed a wad, a ball, a massive roll of poop. Apparently someone had pooped enough in their underwear and then just snuck it into the dirty laundry. GROSS!!!! I mean really?!?!?!? You don't think you might have at least given me a heads up so that I could pre-clean the undies. Man, boys are so gross!
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