For so many reasons, of which these are just a few:
1. I am currently very sick with a horridnastyoogie chest cold. He has yet to murder me in my sleep when I wake him up 8,483 times a night with an ear-shattering cough.
2. He had a rotten day at work on Monday, and wanted nothing more than to veg out – but instead, he made me HOMEMADE chicken noodle soup AND lemon meringue pie.
3. And then, he gave me a wicked awesome massage.
4. And cleaned my car.
🙂 I am one lucky, lucky lady.
weese bee 
April 8, 2009 at 7:36 pm
Awe, thanks sweetheart. I appreciate the shout out. Now hurry the fuck up and ditch the cold, have the baby, and let’s fast forward to 2030 when ‘lil biscuit is out of the house.
April 8, 2009 at 7:38 pm
2030? Try 2027. 😀
April 8, 2009 at 7:46 pm
Ah, she can do a few years of college if she wants. But after that dad gets to see if he can handle his liquor anymore.
April 8, 2009 at 7:51 pm
In that case, we should probably tack on a few years for child #2…. (and #3). 😀
April 8, 2009 at 7:52 pm
And have them in quick succession! (She says with fear in her eyes.)
April 12, 2009 at 2:07 pm
Move overseas, and she may be eligible to work in 5 years.
April 13, 2009 at 12:59 pm
Oughta put her to work, I think. She has to carry her own weight.
April 13, 2009 at 7:02 pm
Lord knows *I’ve* had to carry her weight enough lately. 😉