Now everything makes sense
Earlier tonight while we were bathing Leta I had dinner on the stove and it was on the verge of burning. Jon was in the middle of trying to fix the spout of the faucet in the sink, except he made it a little worse than better, and I had the overwhelming urge to claw [...]
How to Annoy Me
Threaten to adorn yourself with a titanium codpiece, thus rendering me defenseless against any of your potential atrocities including but not limited to a tickle attack or farting on my foot.
Thinking
“Boohbah” is now code word for, “Hightail it to the bedroom, we’ve got roughly 17 minutes.”
