Yes, I have been a sleepless little firefly for the past few nights and I have to say, for some reason I was able to sleep last night. Eh, I suppose its the entire world weighing down on me or the nine Cokes I have with dinner. Either way, I got my sleep and now, I must feast. But on what? Ooh, yeah, I forgot that I bought PB and J... hang on...
(Fifteen minute time lapse)
Okay, we are full and not quite fully functional. My query of the day: When did a single mother with two babies become a sexy thing? I suppose that women in rural Southern Minnesota have become a comoodity. After all, the second they find out I'm potentially coming home to start a new life away from my (insert slurs of dirty, off-color words and jokes here) soon-to-be-ex-husband, they swarm. Maybe not with sexual innuendos but certainly with an eagerness which forces me to remind them that: I HAVE TWO KIDS TO THINK ABOUT!
In the end, I just hate the living crap out of James.
