Army of Mom

So this is how liberty dies ... with thunderous applause.


Why is having fun so hard?


I didn't even drink last night and I feel hungover from staying up WAY TOO LATE! I went to a slumber party with a bunch of my girlfriends. There was lots of liquor but I refrained because I figured I would drive home and not crash in the floor with a bunch of other women. We had a hot tub, lots of food and party games. It was a blast. One of my buddies and I sat and people watched much of the night and it was pretty fun. Someone decided they wanted pizza and thought it would be funny to be nude when they greeted the deliveryman. So, three of the more attractive gals got naked and met the little foreign man at the door. He appreciated that tip and just kept saying (in broken english) "you very beautiful" over and over. What was even funnier was he returned about five minutes later and brought them a two-liter of Pepsi. He just wanted one more look. I was in stitches.

But, leaving the other side of the Metroplex at 2 a.m. makes for a long drive home. Feeling particularly randy when I returned, I was going to wake up Army of Dad. I slipped under the cover, reached in with my hand and felt a 5-year-old's torso. *sigh* Foiled again.

Army of Dad was a beautiful human being this morning. Shhh, don't tell anyone. He let me sleep in and made pancakes for the kids and then even cooked me some peasant potatoes. Now, he is off to soccer practice. We have a birthday party tonight - a grown up birthday party. Should be fun.


  • At 4:58 PM, November 20, 2004, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Don't worry no one would belive them if they told someone about me being nice!

    Army of Dad


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