Family Lifery

Here Kim lounges, watching the dashing Jack Davenport strut around with a stick up his Royal English Arse while I snap the first few photographs I've taken in nearly a month.

What can I say, I've been busy. We've been busy.

Two weeks ago we both performed our annual Bath and Body Works pilgrimage, replenishing our stocks of smelly-good candles, lotions, and oils. Afterwards, we carted our purchases into a nail salon and received awesome pedicures, complete with matching flowers painted on our toenails.

The following day we got haircuts. My hair's the shortest it's been in a decade, but still past my shoulders.

School starts up for Alana in about four days. We can't wait; she's been quite... difficult lately. Having that daily outlet (and homework!) will do wonders into keeping our blood pressure down into merely borderline levels.

But more importantly, Kim starts school in a week! She's long dreamed of being a relationship counsellor, and now she's making that happen. It's going to be an adjustment, but we're planning the babysitting and hand-offs and who-cooks-when and the bajillion other logistical decisions that come with family life.

Speaking of, time to get back to Jack Davenport. He's such a dream, what with that white powder wig and dashing Commodore's uniform and that posh accent. He can enunciate in my direction any time!

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