Also, I never intended the name of my blog to be prophetic (more a reference to the absolutely unreal levels of testosterone present in my house at any given moment), but apparently Boyville is still alive and well. While I am happy and privileged to nurture the loud fart festival that is life with my kids (ie, own personal boyville), to the rest of my scary fellow citizens and the smug combover of the patriarchy I say, fuck that shit.
Also, my husband has poured me a venti glass of wine, and if I ever, ever want to actually post any posts I don't have much time to go back and edit. Just so you know where we stand.
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