I really need more sex in my life. It dawned on me this morning that the lack of post-baby sex has really dampened my creative spirit, to say the least. I’ve been staring at a blank screen for hours trying to find enticement from the depths of my unmotivated mind. It could be the baby, though. I tried my mood at creativity today but all Squeaky does is grunt and squeak and makes these noises that disturb my erotic creative flow. If I had a penis, it’d be shriveled.
I bet Jen and Sparky don’t have this problem. Maybe what I need is a babysitter, and then I could have my cake and eat it too, if you know what I mean 🙂
How long did Jen say she would be gone?
– tatiana, guest blogger