Birth Control
March 22nd, 2005
This morning at 6 a.m., the cat, Cappy got himself jammed behind the bed and the wall requiring Adam to get up and pull the mattress away from the wall and physically remove the Cappersnapper from his unsafe hidey hole. From my perch in the living room, I heard something like this:
“Jesus Christ, *mumble mumble*….you fucking pain in the ass…*mumble* I was trying to sleep…*mumble mumble* What the fuck were you THINKING you little SHIT. WHAT WERE YOU THINKING!!! Ugh, you are a pain in the ass…you little bastard…*mumblesomething*”
Maybe we’re not as ready as we thought.
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1. Ann | March 22nd, 2005 at 11:33 am
Cappy is a pet? Given the title, I at first thought you were talking about a cervical cap!!
2. Jonniker | March 22nd, 2005 at 11:42 am
HAA! Yes, I’m sorry. He’s our cat. The very one that I was commending my husband for treating so lovingly last night, which triggered Babylust. Perhaps not, after this morning’s outburst
3. Carol | March 22nd, 2005 at 6:09 pm
That’s hilarious. Just to let you know – Adam will probably act the same with your future baby – loving one moment, swearing under his breath the next (especially after she/he spits up on his shirt while he’s running out the door late for work and has to go back in and change!)
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