very last post was about how I had come to the end of the gestation/lactation portion of my life. You see, it would be impossible, but... Does this look like two pink lines to you?
So, to re-cap for my regular readers -- Three kids, one income, Hubband to get laid off next month and lose medical benefits, family to move to another state and live in attic, 41, vasectomy, two pink lines. Oh, and we won't all fit in one car. But we're good. Or we will be as soon as we are done being stunned. I'll write more some other time, once my breathing has returned to normal.
And, yeah, I posted a picture of something upon which I urinated.
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