Pernilla Ponders…Babies

Tank: (Seeing a baby on TV) Oh, mommy, look a baby! Me: That’s right. Tank: I want one! Me: You have your brother. Tank: No, I want a new little one like that. Me: Sorry, bud, no more babies. Tank: Can I have one for my birthday? Me: How about a fish? I can see…

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I Won’t Weasel Out Of Telling This Story

So, here’s the thing. I punched a badger. I have a nasty bruise, a major knot, but nothing broken. I know nothing is broken because I had an appointment with my orthopedist about my other hand. I have arthritis. I’m a hip, happening young gal like that. I asked him if he’d just take a…

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My SuperStrate Marriage™©: Over The Weekend

Such a heteronormative weekend we had. THANK GOD. Chuck did some work in the yard. Grilled a large slab of meat. I took to my fainting couch with a very lady-like migraine. He had a good ride on his SuperStrate™© Man Bike. Wait. A ride. On a bike. IN SPANDEX!!! DAMN YOU, GAY MARRIAGE! DAMN…

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