My baby is seven.

I am in shock. I don't where those years went. I suspect some kind of wormhole...

So I started writing a blog about how amazing this boy is, but I became a big blubbering mess and reached for my tissues and accidentally knocked a glass of water over next to my laptop and had to have a panic attack until I realized I hadn't ( Read more... )

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WEIRD STUFF:

My husband said that he'd consider continuing our marital relations if my body were taken over by an alien virus. As long as it was a "nice" alien virus and they had fun together and blah blah blah. I was appalled! What a freak he is.

If he's possessed by an alien virus, I'm going to give him up to the Men in Black because that's ( Read more... )

Red Thursday Redux!

In Pictures (because I am too tired for many words).

There were red robots watching over a copy of my book!


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He was a year old. It was time ( Read more... )

And now, sweet blog readers,

I bring you a guest post from my senior loin fruit, Roo Jay, aged five and seven months.

He calls it Frosty the Panda. (Yes, you could say the Panda's name is derivative, but I prefer to think that the artist has been influenced by seasonal entertainment. It's informed his work, yes, but I believe he's made this ( Read more... )

Hey everyone ( Read more... )

EDITED TO ADD:

Um, I can't figure out how to show video here. So check my blogger blog for the gratuitous cuteness okay? If you want?

http://staceyjayya.blogspot.com/2009/09/or-i-will-eat-your-brains.html

And that's all I got, folks. Busy week, busy, busy, busy.

In good news, I'll have some cool MY SO CALLED DEATH stuff coming your way soon. I've been ( Read more... )