If you follow me on twitter* you already know two things:
- The Meth Ghosts tried to kill me.
- Husband and I went to Ikea together. And survived.
We’ve been over the shopping thing, and the reasons why he doesn’t take me with him. You’re all familiar with his rules and how boring he makes shopping, and his aversion to awesome, and you know as well as I do that he only complains about my presence and the things I do when I’m there.
Brace yourselves, because I just got in trouble for not being there.
Sending Offspring off forever + avoiding family drama = very little time for my life’s true purpose—baring it all for you and the rest of the internet.
So apologies, but you’re gonna get some quickies for a while. Hey, if Husband can live with it, so can you!