M3: “Dexi, get of off Cleo!!!! Daddy, Dexter is trying to jump up on Cleo’s back.”

Mommy and Big Guy: “Hahahahahaha, they are just playing”

Mommy: “Dexter, put that pink ham rocket thing away, you are so gross.”

The Big Guy: “Dexi, you make me proud”

Whatever, another Saturday morning in The Crazy household. We are watching the neighbors dog, Cleo, while they are in Europe. Hell, am I doing something wrong? Anywho, she is carrying our dog’s, Dexter’s, babies, and is due in a week and a half. Oh yeah, we even had a freakin’ wedding with her in a yellow dress and Dexi in a bow tie. You trying to explain this to The Tribe. We could only come up with this ridiculous story.

My hair has become even pinker, with violet undertones. I guess as the dye is washing out it is changing the color again. Edward Scissorhands is coming to “fix” it later. Who the hell knows what color it will be tomorrow. Remember, I have never dyed all of my hair before, so I think I am handling it well.

Mental note to self: The Big Guy does not like change, at least not pink hair change. Won’t get any lovin’ till it is fixed, he can’t stop laughing! He is an assnugget.

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