Trouble in Paradise
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My confession is that I do not live near Ohio and I am ridiculously freaked out by this "exotic animal" thing. WTF is wrong with me?
Re: Confessions
I'm ready to start TTC, but the next few months would put me due at the very worst time possible. I know that waiting a few months isn't a huge deal, but it seems like it.
I do live in Ohio (about 1.5 hours from the exotic animal thing) and I'm pissed as hell about it. Ohio's weak exotic animal regulations made this situation possible and it hurts the animals.
I work for a newspaper and just like a month ago my colleague wrote a story about a man in our area keeping a bear cub in his backyard. He's not in the city limits so it's totally fvcking legal and no one can do a thing about it.
BFP #4 It's a BOY!
CP: July 2011
BFP #3: 11/3/2011 M/C 12/12/11
We miss you and love you always, little firecrackers!
Mine?
I showed Baby Geek how to say "happy poop butt" and he runs around the house saying "happy poop butt" all day.
It all started with him saying "poop butt" while I was changing his diaper. The best though, is when I'm in the bathroom and he strolls up, points at me and says "POOP BUTT" and runs away giggling.
I am crying at everything. Everything. I get a text, I cry. I go to lunch, I cry. I drive home, I cry. Four days without fail, it's been like this. I've gone almost two hours without crying at this moment, and I deserve a friggin' medal.
What the fvck is up?
Also, I want to get rip-roaring drunk and eat a gallon of ice cream, and I can't. So maybe that's why I keep crying. I can't stuff my face and feel better. lol.
One of my old co-workers had a neighbor who kept a tiger in a 6'x6' cage in his backyard. They let their kids feed it! To say my co-worker was concerned was an understatement.
I am about to go all TIP on someone's azz. It's a blog I read, so really, I should just remove her from my reader and step away, but she is such a trainwreck and keeps justifying staying in this horrible marriage with a man who has flat out told her he doesn't love or respect her but is happy to use her for immigration and financial purposes. It's infuriating! She seems like such a sweet person but is being so incredibly stupid!
Me too. And then I don't, because my skin breaks out and my hair decides that it hates me yet again, and I don't dress particularly well anyway.
Did you decide? Have fun!!
I'm a complete Judgy McJudgerson azzhole. Someone on my fb just posted something like "Yaaayy!! Food pantry day (free food baby!). Then new ink for me and the hubby!"
So...wait... you can't afford to feed your kid, but you can afford two new tattoos?