Tuesday, March 28, 2006

Romance, Maddog Style

My husband and I have a wonderful relationship. He's so romantic. He likes to take the words to popular songs (usually from the 80's, but this is by no means a hard-and-fast rule) and change them around so they become songs about sex/poop/farting/genitalia.

Just the other day, for example, he was singing that Belinda Carlisle song "Mad About You." But his song went like this:

Mad about youuuuu
Mad about you (this is in italics because he's singing backup for himself here)
Lost in your thiiiiiiiighs
Squirt it in my ahhh-eyes

I think there was more to it, but this was the part where my uncontrollable laughter drowned out his singing and there wasn't room enough in the cab of his truck for both my smile and his voice, so he just laughed with me. Most of his songs end that way, now that I think about it.

Friday, March 17, 2006

All About Me

Hi, my name is Molly.

This is me:

Molly

I'm married to this guy:

Mark

And these are our children:

Buster in it

The one on top is Buster. Sinner's on the bottom. (I must point out that the act captured in the above photograph was not consensual, and the cat ran away just seconds after I snapped the photo. I think he would want you to know that. But I'm still very pleased at having caught his humiliation and preserved it for posterity. Because dogs humping cats is funny.)

We live in the beautiful (rainy, damp, a bit moldy in places) Pacific Northwest-- the Portland Metro Area, to be more specific. Ever heard of Portland? It's the closest thing Oregon has to a real city. I've lived in Oregon most of my life, save the year or two I lost to southern California, and Mark grew up in South Carolina, where much of his family still lives. We got married in October 2005, an event with whose consequences I'm still terribly pleased. I adore him. And he tells me all the time that he thinks I'm cool no matter what anyone says.

I've had a blog in some form or another since 1999, and my logorrhea insures that I pretty much always will. I think I had a blogger blog once, but I didn't write in it; mostly I stuck around Diaryland, writing sometimes-horrible things anonymously. I'll probably still write sometimes-horrible things here, only now my name's on it, so maybe I'll be more careful. Or not.