Blurbs from the Burbs by Chickysara

I think I know why all polygamists are men. It’s the dirty socks. Every single day of my life I am picking up…dirty socks. And the boys, being little micro-clones of their father, follow his lead and take off their dirty socks and drop them... everywhere . With the three of them firing off sock bombs all over the place, that’s a lot of sock fetching for yours truly. There are socks under the coffee table, in the hallway, on the stairs, in the couch cushions, beside the beds, under the beds, and fleetingly close to the laundry hamper. As if someone had actually attempted to toss his dirty socks, or more often than not, sock , where it belongs. So today, I was picking up one roly-poly balled up sock after another when I made the connection. Oho! So that’s why it’s the men who need multiple wives. They need a whole army of women to pick up their discarded socks. Conversely, women don’t want more than one husband because they don’t want to pick up any more dirty socks than they have to. I...

Sunday was Mother’s Day so I slept in until 9:30. When I came down the stairs there was a huge banner hung across the wall that said “Happy Mother’s Day!” with lots of colorful pictures of stick people with long hair which I knew right away were supposed to be me. It was very cute. Then we got the boys dressed and went to a country club to meet my parents and Deeva and Ceci and her hubby and Baby Pickle for brunch. Afterwards, we all went back home and Bert and Topher came and The Husband barbecued and we watched movies. I love when all of my boys are together in one place and I’m surrounded by my family. I am immensely lucky. The only thing was Baby and her two boys couldn't make it because she didn't have enough gas money. I don't know if that is a testament to the ridiculous gas prices or Baby's money management issues--probably both. At the end of the day, Pickle, who will be two years old in two weeks talked up a storm and chased Kitty around the house before succu...