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I have writer's block again. I wonder if this is what impotent men feel like. *sigh*

Except they have Via.gra and Cia.lis to get their groove back.

How come potential vision loss, stroke, loss of equilibrium and slurred speech don't deter men from taking it? Because all of those combined are a lesser evil than not getting it up, I suppose?

Men. *sigh again* 

My nephew called me TiTi and told my sister he wanted 'to watch Yardigans'. I am so excited. He is autistic and is really making huge strides with repetition and vocabulary. 

I hope to see him (and my niece Chunky Butt) for Christmas.

Remember when you'd go to bed early, but try to sneak downstairs in the middle of the night to see Santa???

Curiosity killed Santa. Not the cat.

I love Christmas.

Do you think Mary would have taken Joseph on Maury to let him know that he is NOT the father?

2009 Commercial Remix. If a man you've never met before suddenly gave you flowers, it's stalking!

What did we call stalking before it was called stalking?

You know why there was never a Monopoly game show? Because we'd have to watch for twenty four hours.

The days are too short during the winter. And the nights are long.

I need a hug that says I love you and appreciate you. Not a hug where the hands start wandering.

The last time I prayed to God about a husband and children, this guy I used to date called me and was talking about marriage and children. This would have been fine, except I'm not checking for Dude.

I didn't pray about it again for a little while.

I know He knows best...but I'ma let Him shuffle the deck or get me right or something.

Happy Tuesday!