Love can come in all kinds of packages... The other day my lovers childhood friend had a little baby boy!
He is precious, and when he was born, he actually looked like he was done cooking! In my opinion most little babies come out all wrinkly looking bearing resemblance to lizards ... they need more time inside their mama's belly... cooking!!! But that's me.
Anyway this poor couple has been trying to get prego for at least 6 years, they have sadly lost 5 children so you can imagine how everyone they knew, family and friends, have been holding their breath until just the other day, when an 8 lb- 11oz- 21 and a 1/2 inch bundle of love came into our world~!
As you can imagine, trying to conceive a child when on command can really take the "romance and fire" out of love-making... but this little guy I'm sure will put the fire back into the family... especially when he hits his terrible twos!
Congrats to the fine couple! And congrats to the brand new little monkey boy, you have good parents!
The Road Less Travled
Tuesday, October 9, 2012
Damn,
Life is hard. You try all day long to make it work out the way you think it should work... but at the end of the day you realize that you had no control over it in the first damn place.
After not being in touch with some for the past oh I don't know, 10 years, you make a call, say "HEY REMEMBER ME! WHAT CAN I DO FOR YOU?"
all along wishing like hell that they will not answere the phone, yet hoping they will...
will they, won't they... why do I care? why do I not care? ever ask yourself those weird questions
or do you just get on "blog" and ramble like the rest of us.
You by the way is everyone who reads this posting... could me thousands, could be no one. could only be one whom I know follows me and whom I know gets pissed cuz i ask the hard questions and pick on relentlessly...
guess it just gives me somehting to do.
Im sitting at my kitchen table... "working"... but not really, Im watching out my window the neighbor is raking up their leaves... I can't really figure out why, what the fuck for? My leaves blow all over the yard and into theirs and theirs will blow into mine... why rake them.? why fill up all those green garbage bags and drag them down to the curb for the garbage man to haul them away for you.
You pay like 60 dollars a month for that service... why not let the wind do it for free?
Life is hard. You try all day long to make it work out the way you think it should work... but at the end of the day you realize that you had no control over it in the first damn place.
After not being in touch with some for the past oh I don't know, 10 years, you make a call, say "HEY REMEMBER ME! WHAT CAN I DO FOR YOU?"
all along wishing like hell that they will not answere the phone, yet hoping they will...
will they, won't they... why do I care? why do I not care? ever ask yourself those weird questions
or do you just get on "blog" and ramble like the rest of us.
You by the way is everyone who reads this posting... could me thousands, could be no one. could only be one whom I know follows me and whom I know gets pissed cuz i ask the hard questions and pick on relentlessly...
guess it just gives me somehting to do.
Im sitting at my kitchen table... "working"... but not really, Im watching out my window the neighbor is raking up their leaves... I can't really figure out why, what the fuck for? My leaves blow all over the yard and into theirs and theirs will blow into mine... why rake them.? why fill up all those green garbage bags and drag them down to the curb for the garbage man to haul them away for you.
You pay like 60 dollars a month for that service... why not let the wind do it for free?
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