blowjobs and cows

"Would somebody PLEASE give Bush a blowjob so we can impeach him!"

Saw that on a bumper sticker today, made me laugh out loud...now I'm sure as shit not gonna start a political discussion on this blog...that's just waaaay to serious for me, but it made me laugh, and I wanted to share.

Overall had a pretty great day...DH and I are sorting things out, talking not fighting, making some tough decisions that I thought wouldn't be made yet, and it feels good that we are communicating. I'm going to move, start working full time, and get the Pea enrolled in pre-school. Went by the house and the school today, and the Pea liked and was excited about both. Of course she has no idea what it really means, or how much life will change, but she's young, she'll be ok. I'm more worried about DH at this point. He's sad, and I hate to see that, I do want him to be happy and to find someone who can be all the things for him that I just couldn't be.

This will be my fourth night alone in the house...still haven't slept much so I'm hoping tonight will be different. I've never been a great sleeper, but it's starting to catch up with me. I lay awake, watching TV or reading, and thinking, and before I know it, it's 4 a.m...the Pea gets up at 7. It's just such a big creepy house at night. I've started leaving all the outside lights on and even a few inside...it's not that I don't feel safe, it's that now without all the yelling, I'm hearing all kinds of other noises. My neighbors have cows...the MF-ing things make all kinds of crazy sounds, and NO I don't live out in the country - they are weird...the neighbors, not the cows.

Anyway, I know I'm babbling, so I'm gonna sign off...go think about BJs and listen to cows.