Call off the hounds! The friends who expressed the tiniest bit of hesitation over my kissing pictures are still very much okay in my book. Please do not malign them - I know their hearts are in the best place, and I just want to be sensitive to them while being true to myself.
I'm sure lots of folks are uncomfortable with my taste in humor or in blue language, and while I want to be sensitive to that too, well, sod off.
It's so charming how a garbage pail full of urine-filled Pull-Ups can make my whole house smell like an uncleaned hamster cage.
And by charming, I mean revolting.
Happy birthday, Reese! I forgot to mention Lane's on here (it was the 14th), but I can only remember so much these days. We're on the way out to drop off Reese's prezzie.