grrrrrrrrrrrrrroar
Well then, that was a rather nice wedding wasn't it? Even if there has never been a more terrifying bride. And that includes Mitzy on her wedding day: no short order. Well happy for the two of them, even if Joey's continued need to live on the dangerous side befuddles me. Though I must say Mrs Moose did a bang up job choosing some of her bridesmaids. Diva looked sizzling as always and I think we can all agree that bouquet Ashcroft was clutching through the ceremony really brought out his poofterness eyes.
Next in line after that soiree was our appointment with the doctor for some egg harvesting. A bit terrifying on all fronts and with no lack of claw marks lovingly and beautifully and charmingly dug into my arms by a certain divalicious wife of mine, but seeing as my part of this whole procedure is dead easy (thinking about her until my wingle starts to tingle) I've come away from this with nothing but respect for the future mum of our - Se Dio vuole - future baby. Trust, if she can own going through this, she is going to literally feast on the souls of the rest of those poor saps in Australia. Ooooh guuuurl.
The rest of the weekend was a bit of a drunken blur, though I gotta say I preferred the wildcat in my room verses the ones roaming around that wedding park. Rawrrr. Speaking of, I think it's feeding time!
Next in line after that soiree was our appointment with the doctor for some egg harvesting. A bit terrifying on all fronts and with no lack of claw marks lovingly and beautifully and charmingly dug into my arms by a certain divalicious wife of mine, but seeing as my part of this whole procedure is dead easy (thinking about her until my wingle starts to tingle) I've come away from this with nothing but respect for the future mum of our - Se Dio vuole - future baby. Trust, if she can own going through this, she is going to literally feast on the souls of the rest of those poor saps in Australia. Ooooh guuuurl.
The rest of the weekend was a bit of a drunken blur, though I gotta say I preferred the wildcat in my room verses the ones roaming around that wedding park. Rawrrr. Speaking of, I think it's feeding time!