Baby Fever

Today is Monster's birthday. He turned 35. Midway to forty! O_O

Okay, so it's not really that big of a... thing. Being forty. But I like to tease him about the fact that he's older than I am. Today, he's dealing. He keeps saying, "I'm thirty-five" in this mystified tone. It's quite cute to see and hear.

There were so many things that he wanted to have happened by thirty five. It's also the limit we put on having another kid. Or maybe it was me turning thirty-five that was the limit... I can't remember. Oh well, the number doesn't change, just the person. On second thought, maybe it was me turning thirty-five...

Oh who cares! The point, and there is one to this post, is babies.

Dear Commenters,

I feel so bad. I am not ignoring you. Promise.

For some funky reason, I can't comment on blogger. Any one else having or have had this problem? It saying to pick which profile to post with, but there is nothing there to pick. I'm logged in, obvisously, but can't reply to any comments.

Sleepless and away from home

Sometimes it feels like a passing phase, this thing called masochisim. There are times when it is placed so far back into the depths of my mind, that I completely forget that I enjoy the burn, sting, and pain of certain things.

I'm crafty...And other boring news

I have been so horrible with keeping things updated. We were disconnected from the interwebs for a while. I missed being able to check on my littles group on FetLife. They are a bunch of crazy littles that I <3 dearly. I am so glad we have such great mods in there. They kept it up and going during my little unplanned hiatus.