And all I got was a severe skin reaction to my fentanyl patch so severe leaving tiny little blistered hives in the shape of a flacid penic and testicles drawn by a 16 year old. I tried to get a picture to show you just how gross it I can’t get the lighting right.
Seriously though, my husband did get me a book I’ve been anxiously waiting to read that just came out in hardback and I thought I was going to have to wait until next year for it to be released in paperback before reading it.
As for the children… Heh. Whatever. Boy #2 is grounded from the internet and is refusing to speak to anyone except me and only when no one else is around and only after 9pm and before 6am. He woke me up at 3 am. We keep telling him a change in attitude will earn his privileges back. He seems determined to not care and be a brat.
Edit: One of my Transformer toy nerd friends at a forum I frequent (yeah you can give me grief about that on another day 
) Posted the typical funny pic of a guy jumping out of a cake and I gave him grief about it not being Edward Norton, whom y’all should know by now I have an odd obsession with. He returned with the following…
I just think it would be better if Edward was in boxer-briefs. He just doesn’t look right in a G-string. 
