I love reading blogs. They crack me up. I have my favorites (http://www.fetchmyflyingmonkeys.com/ is one that I check EVERY SINGLE DAY WITHOUT FAIL!). I even follow Laura Ledford on Facebook because she is just too funny not to ..... or I'm stalking her, I'm not quite sure yet (here's her page: http://www.facebook.com/home.php#!/profile.php?id=100000769359594, you should follow her too).
But another blog that I follow is Moms Who Drink and Swear (go here now: http://www.chicagonow.com/moms-who-drink-and-swear) by Nicole Knepper. I have cracked up more times than I can count while reading her page. I do, however, fall behind on her posts (this is where I hang my head in shame), and then I read a whole bunch of postings at one time. Which is exactly what happened last night, when I read her July 18th entry: Fill Up The Sex Cup (http://www.chicagonow.com/moms-who-drink-and-swear/2011/07/fill-up-the-sex-cup/). This, right here, is why I love her. She can put into words exactly how I feel. I especially loved the part on "I am a cup. See me as a cup." That whole paragraph...... wonderful! And then wraps it up perfectly with "making references to his junk every time I walk past." Speak it, sister! I have talked to so many other gal-pals (that's right, I just said that. Don't judge me. You don't know me.) and they agree that this is exactly what going on in their homes.
So Nicole's entry for July 18th is a FREAKING WORK OF ART, PEOPLE!!! I'm telling ya, it needs to be chiseled in stone and put in the Smithsonian.