Scattered Collection Of Toilet Thoughts: Awww Nuts!

I know I'm not big on disclaimers, but I'll offer one for this entry. Be careful, guys will wince and gals may shriek. Seriously. Ok, maybe not, but this deals with me possibly going to the doctor so my lovely wife doesn't have to take the pill anymore. If you don't feel like hearing my perspective then you probably should move on.

So the deal is we aren't going to have any more kids. At least that's our thought. My insurance with the new job kicks in the first of May and I'm going to go into the doc's to get a long overdue physical and while I'm there I'm supposed to get a referral to get snipped. Amy might want to come with me as there is a 75% chance I'll chicken out. I know its "no big deal" I'll be at least mostly knocked out (preferably all the way) and will just be sore for a few days and yes its probably a heck of alot easier than pregnancy and childbirth... blah blah blah blah.

Don't get me wrong, I love my wife and I'll ~~begrudgingly~~ willingly go get cut. I know I'm not getting totally neutered, but it sure feels like it in my head. I'm also secretly hoping that even with insurance it still will cost us as much as a mansion and a yacht so we can put it off. Am I sniveling? Yes. Whining? Most likely. Here's a little secret though.... I value the boys!!! I am leery of somebody, whether I know them or not, trust them or not, doing anything around there with anything that can be used as a deadly instrument. Love ya babe, but its a fact of life.

So anyway, once the numbers get penciled out we'll set a date. See, we aren't even close to that point yet. We've just got to the point of deciding that we are not going to have any more kids and its going to get done and I'm already prancing around like a dandy and the boys have made a permanent home somewhere north of my stomach. Go ahead ladies call me a wimp... I'm ok with it. I'm sure there are other manly men out there that would be thinking the same thing as me.

This is what has been going on in my head... proceed with caution.


Today we celebrate the closing of a fine institution.

What is a blog without a metaphor anyway? No Grand Opening today, just cuttin a ribbon and closing up shop.


Oh deary me I'll have to get the rubbing alcohol!

Nice little old lady with coke bottle glasses, a butter knife and slight shake to her hand? Maybe for tea, crumpets and a story about grander times, but...