One snarky ass blog, comin' right up!
Let's face it... my life experiences are easily like the Grammy's. I've been nominated for each category and won the Grammy for each one. I'm not vain, I'm not cocky, I'm not complaining... I'm just stating the fucking facts. I'm tired. All of you know about the five love languages. If not... google it. My love language is physical touch. Nothing gets me going like a good wholesome ass hug, awesome love making, a back rub (scratching the back also), etc. I'm so serious, it rocks my world. After having a baby, all of that changed. I went through a really really emotional and dark time. My husband is still trying to get me out of it... I am trying to get me out of it. Being a mom ain't easy, and being a dad ain't easy either. I am a stay at home mom. If I got a job right now, literally my whole paycheck would go to childcare... DECENT childcare at that. In my household, we have 4 savage dogs (savage is an understatement. They are more lik...