Getting to the Good Stuff

Yeah yeah yeah. I know you all don't care about my job crisis. You want to know what's going on with sex and drugs and that kind of stuff.

Well no drugs (except on Paul's side)...sex...well, not as often as I'd like. Although we DID talk last night about totally commiting to doing it during my allegedly fertile week. Something we kind of ignored this month. We have nobody to blame for not being pregnant except ourselves. To be perfectly honest, sometimes we're just too damn tired to do it.

Have you ever been in that kind of a relationship? It's sweet, in a way. Last night Paul was totally trying to sexx me up but I was having none of it. I'm sick, I had just taken a shower, I was tired and ready to sleep. I actually said to him, "Don't defile me!!"

He was shocked. Although he didn't know it, he was begging for me to blog it. He said something like, what would your fans say if they knew you said that?

I can't believe I said it myself!

But we talked again about naming our baby. and about getting married. It's all good everyone.

Paul brought me tiger lillies again. As you may recall, he used to call me his Orchid but he feels Tiger Lillies do the trick, as well.