Well...ya' know...

I swore I wouldn't do it...start a blog...I swore to myself, my man..but here I am. I also swore I'd never do a lot of things: use needles, get arrested, yell at the kids, get fat. It happens...I guess. The funny thing is I always "accuse" Sam of blogging. Actually it goes something like this:
Sam "Why do you have to be so mean?"
Me "I'm not being mean, what are you talking about?"
Sam "You know what you're doing"
Me "You're fucking crazy!"
Sam "Please stop, I'm getting mad"
Me "Well, why don't you go BLOG about it then!"