Something happens when you read The Fifty Shades of Grey.
Or shall I say something doesn't happen.
As of late my laundry service has been temporarily out of service. My floors are in need of a scrub, and my blog....my poor blog. I actually missed a day of posting. I was too busy giggling, smirking and gasping as I turned over 250 pages yesterday.
My kids were even late to school Monday. I wonder if the late pass said "Mommy overslept. She was up until 3am reading mommy porn."
That would be some late pass.
I am finished with book 2, Fifty Shades Darker. And I am taking a small hiatus to get my life back in order. I shall start Fifty Shades Freed this evening.
I need to spend naptime washing some underwear. And socks. And jeans. I must draw the line at pulling clothes to wear from the hamper.
Happy Trails!
Or shall I say something doesn't happen.
My kids were even late to school Monday. I wonder if the late pass said "Mommy overslept. She was up until 3am reading mommy porn."
That would be some late pass.
I am finished with book 2, Fifty Shades Darker. And I am taking a small hiatus to get my life back in order. I shall start Fifty Shades Freed this evening.
I need to spend naptime washing some underwear. And socks. And jeans. I must draw the line at pulling clothes to wear from the hamper.
Happy Trails!
Or shall I say something doesn't happen.
My kids were even late to school Monday. I wonder if the late pass said "Mommy overslept. She was up until 3am reading mommy porn."
That would be some late pass.
I am finished with book 2, Fifty Shades Darker. And I am taking a small hiatus to get my life back in order. I shall start Fifty Shades Freed this evening.
I need to spend naptime washing some underwear. And socks. And jeans. I must draw the line at pulling clothes to wear from the hamper.
Happy Trails!
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