That's life. That's what all the people say.

Looking at everyone's facebook pictures of their kids' first day of school makes me want to force Julian and Jonas to go to Catholic school. No, I'm not Catholic, but how adorable would these boys be in little Angus Young outfits!! I'd even sew them some horns on their school boy caps and buy them each a guitar.

Speaking of the babies, they are now a month old. Yes, somehow Douglas and I survived that first month. It was pretty brutal, but we did it. The thing about having kids is, life as you knew it pre-babies is over. You can't even go to the damn bathroom when you want, and when you do get to go, it is a process: take Baby A to the pack and play, take Baby B to the pack and play, calm them down, make sure no fur-brothers are around to jump in the pack and play with the babies, run to the bathroom. *sigh* It's the little things you miss. Oh well, wouldn't change a thing. These little fellers fill our hearts with joy.

Well, people, I was robbed Monday night. Some low-life maggot broke into my car (so what if the doors were unlocked..I am still the victim). The worm took my GPS (that's the second one that has been stolen), $2.50 (two $1 bills and 2 quarters), and my dadblamed plastic purple $2 sunglasses from Kroger. I hope that is the most unsatisfying loot he has ever stolen. He probably sold the GPS at the pawn shop for about $15, so he walked out of my driveway with a grand total of $19.50. Ass hat. I want to punch him in the face. Repeatedly. I loved those sunglasses!

While I have been at home on maternity leave, I have watched 4 seasons of True Blood. I'm not going to say that I love the show, but it has been enjoyable. Unfortunately, I can't stand the main characters--Sookie and Bill--but the show has enough minor characters to carry it. One of my favorite characters is Pam. She is hysterical. Oh, and I also like that idiot Ginger who is a fang-banger that hangs out at Fangtasia. I love that in every scene with her, she ends up screaming bloody murder. Anyway, since I have been watching a lot of this show, I have been having some crazy dreams. At first I was just dreaming of vampires. Then it escalated to vampire babies. I had a dream that Jules and Joe Bear were vampire babies but were toothless, as babies usually are, so didn't have any fangs with which to drain people, so I had to drain myself to feed them, and consequently died. What a dream! But it doesn't just stop with dreams...I have been talking in my zombie state (you know, the state I am in when Doug wakes me in the middle of the night to feed a crying baby). The other night I told Doug that Julian was squirming in his cocoon because of magic (I'm on Season 4 with Jesus, LaFayette, and Marnie using all of their magic bull). But, still, the absurd amount of True Blood does not explain the following question I asked Doug in my sleep a few days ago, "How did our cats get entered into the cat show when we haven't taught them any tricks?"

I need some real, uninterrupted sleep.