Monday, April 21, 2008

I am my own worst enemy....

Because every now and then, I beat the living Shit outta me.

In teh last 72 hours, I've managed to get a massive sunburn, stay up waaaaay too late on Saturday night, overdo it on a landscaping project causing my entire body to ache, and I keep bumping my knees on the coffee table we've moved all of 2 inches.

Based on genetics alone, our spawn will only have a 25% chance to make it past their third birthday.

2 comments:

Mary said...

Nah, I give the little dudes at least a 30% chance. :)

Ashley said...

Wonderful!