You don't sound all that crabby to me Karen. Although, I read the first line of your post as meaning five weeks since you got laid rather than five weeks til baby-LOL. I am such a baby fiend I almost wish I could switch places with you. Maybe we could trade off Freaky Friday style. Every other day I can cuddle with your sweet-scented milk fiend and every other day you can cuddle up with whatever manly-scented sex fiend I manage to round up. Of course, we'll still have to squeeze in our Hollywood outing to find Jack and Jimmy.
"Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?" - Mary Oliver
