Wow

I sure have been behaving lately.

I'm being considerate, I think

A couple of weeks ago, there was some drama with the BF's ex wife. I realized that what I really want to do is punch her. Being as she is currently pregnant (NOT HIS!!!), I told him I'd be sure to hit her in the face. I wouldn't want to do anything to hurt the baby.

Well, the time is nearly here to squirt that thing out. So I amended my thoughts. And promised to hit her when she isn't holding the baby so that she doesn't accidentally drop him.

A present for Bella

The convo went something like this:
V: If I ever get preggo i'll find a way to scrape up the money for an abortion. (like the pun?!)
B: Offers to raise/take the child
V: Sweet, you can have it in a jar when they are done.

Introduction to my (our) evil side

The wife and I have an ongoing joke. the joke is, we are going to hell for all the awful things we do and say. It's kind of like confession sometimes. Only without the hail marys and our fathers. And neither of us is catholic.

Regardless, pretty near daily, for the last two years, there has been phone calls, emails, texts, etc. They always start with

Dood. I'm going to hell

Or something similar. the other day, I suggested that I start blogging our assholery. Because damnit, we're funny. And funny needs to be shared.