If you want to know how I flipped some of the text upside down in the last entry, ǝɹǝɥ oƃ.
Today is the anniversary of the day Pookie and I started shacking up together. Which only lasted 2 days, because we got married on Valentine’s Day.
The sad part is, we didn’t even get to ‘shack up’ while we were shacking up. Baby Girl was sick as a dog with some heretofore unknown plague and really just wanted her Mommy, so she and I slept in the big comfy bed and Pookie slept in the recliner. Poor sweet Pookie.
It’s cool though, we made up for it on our wedding night by getting knocked up but good.
By the way, this is what happens when you have one little glass of wine on your wedding night: