My boobs were my tools of the trade for almost 20 months.

Once my youngest daughter weaned herself from the Magical Boob Juice, the fun really began!

(And by fun we all know I mean chaos!)

Pull up a chair, sit a while, read a few pages.

Keep and open mind and a joyful heart and you too can get pumped into the world of The Milk Maid.


Sick Husbands, Cravings, and My Mom

Having a sick hubby is like having a sick baby. You love them to death, but after a few days you really want to send them to a relative so you can take a nap. (He's watching me type this too- haha).

More than a nap, more than anything else I can think of right now, I really want FOOD. Lots of food too (damn that Food Network). On my craving list is spaghetti, sushi, Philly cheese steak, pizza, and fettuchine alfredo. And a bagel. Wow- I totally need to get preggo again so I dont crave stuff anymore. Too weirdo. Oh, a beer would be nice too- but it's really early for that.

My mother has the most unique way of saying things. Now I dont mean she's outstanding with her ability to use tact- oh heavens no. She'd tell the Pope to kiss her butt! She just mixes up words and turns them to mush. Here's a few examples:

Chucky Cheese= Chunky Cheese
Won Tons= Wong Tongs
Tilapia (the fish)= tuhlopeeuh

This makes me insane. I just thought I'd share and make you crazy too!


meg said...

I hope your hubby gets better soon! I understand what you mean about the food :) I just want to get preggo so I can have an excuse to eat!!!

meg said...

Let me rephrase that... that isn't the ONLY reason I want to get pregnant :) But, I think we ALL know that!!!

Milk Maid said...

Food is a terric perk of pregnancy! Haha- but so is a baby... I totally understand!