YESTERDAY: “I watched worms having sex on YouTube today!” And he thinks I’m kinky. *snort*
He’s tired; more tired than usual these days, and for good reason. After brief but intense negotiations with the furball for space in my lap, he moves kitty to the… Read more »
G’night Smotchy. I love you. I love you more. I love you most. I love you more than most.
“Missed you,” he says in a sleepy mumble, and bleary-eyed he tumbles into the empty space on his side of my bed, pressing his length against my side and wrapping… Read more »
Readers sometimes ask me questions about my husband. About his personality, his interests, how he got his nickname, how we got together, etc. I feel like I write about him a… Read more »
Right now, in Feve-land… The Mister is straddling the cat (who is yowling his displeasure and clawing into his daddy’s skin) wielding a pair of scissors at the cat’s ass… Read more »
“The reason guys tend to like you so much is because you’re NORMAL.” o_O