Time flies, but not always when you expect it to. Suddenly its autumn, and I have all kinds of leaves and what have you reaking havoc in the back yard. Its time to remove the one year only plants from the garden, and wrap and protect Owee.
I find myself these lazy fall days watching the goings on of my mom, as she prepares for the cold. She dug out my boots last night, all the while cursing our neighbors for the amount of salt they use on the walk way.
I noticed three pairs of boots. One, in a rather strange shade of khaki I'd never seen before. Those are for the new kid, well, my new kid.
Names Virginia. Mom thinks its cute, it reminds me of my grandmother Molly's skin mom Virginia. My skin mom calls her Gin or Ginny, but mostly she calls her the 'GinnyMonster' or 'You little asshat'. Terms of endearment.
You see Ginny and her wombmates are the fruit of my womb. I gave 'em life, and then fed their sorry dirty butts for almost 8 weeks.
Mostly I just loved them and played with them. But since this is my blog, and not theirs, that'll be all the airspace I give to the kids.
Lets talk about me...
