|Chicken's Cat, Val, who is chunky and|
vocal and loves the boys better.
Chicken adores her.
There is a moment when my brain--which has been running like a hamster on a wheel for some time--simply stops.
The hamster is thrown off the fucking wheel, into a wall, and it just lays there for a while, looking dazedly around while the wheel continues to turn in the background.
The hamster threw me off of the wheel today.
The only productive thing i did was buy milk, and check in on my offspring. For those curious, Squish gave a speech for Student Council and feel she did well, Zoomboy has a C in English now, Big T is as flamingly liberal as I am and thinks Trevor Noah is doing a splendid job on The Daily Show, and Chicken has procured a 5 yo rescue cat named Valyrie. Mate had his own snap tonight and almost fell asleep before we served him his cake. All the kids are a little put out that Mate and I didn't make much of our birthdays this year, but what can I say? We're both lying dazed by the hamster wheel, going, "Oh for sweet fuck's sake, we have to get back on that thing?"
So tomorrow expect Fanfic Frida-- and if we want some interactive stuff, PLEASE send me pictures (either on FB, Twitter, or here) of the couple you most want to see. I got some VERY wonderful John/Jack pictures for my birthday, and if I don't hear anything definitive, I'm doing John/Jack again, because I think we could do some hurt comfort there, don't you?
And from here on out, it's a dead sprint to GRL, so expect to hear some of that. I'm hideously behind, I really am. But I guess I needed to catch my breath before jumping on the wheel again.