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i just saw the biggest cockroach i have ever seen in my entire LIFE IN MY BATHROOM last night. that + super duper bug phobia = me running away and crying like a pansy and then deciding to vacuum my bedroom at 12 o'clock in the morning. i 'slept' with the lights on. i use the term sleep to mean tossed and turned and woke up every hour on the hour. THESE ARE THE TIMES I NEED MY HUSBAND!!! someone come over and kill this thing so i can go back in my bathroom. seriously. it. is. huge. this morning i cautiously grabbed my toothbrush and razor and my (new) contacts off the counter and showere in the boys' bathroom at the other end of the house. i'm going to call my neighborhood office to have someone come out and spray. i cannot live being afraid to go in my own bathroom! and i can NOT have those little shits in my house around these two handsome guys either:



hell yeah. it's alllllllllllll about robot pajamas.

the man and i's anniversary is in two weeks. i need to get my booty to the post office to send out his anniversary prezzie. i got him a wedding band since he has no ring. gotta tell the other ladies and the gay guys to back off cause he's MINE. his birthday is in january and i decided to shoot a pin-up calendar for him. i want it to be very cheese-cake and cutesy cause that's just who i am. i can't decide if i want to try the hassle of self-shooting or if i want to find a photographer...i'm leaning towards photographer...i still need to get some props together....