Amazingly, I don't have much to complain about today. With it being Saturday, the kids let me sleep without interruption, so I was plenty rested. Corey came home, and I was infathomably aroused, and I got my way with him. I felt a big urge to paint my face up a la Yvonne de Carlo and haven't gotten any negative feedback about it here at work. It's hard to resist the occasional urge to go straighten the curls out of my hair and wash all the makeup off, though.

the last trail...the next path