sunshine and lollipops

oh wine club wine. how you soothe the womb beast. now i'm tipsy sleepy.
started the night with a fury of meltdown, teariness, ready to hide from boy and the world under the covers at the early hour of 7pm.
but mended and sealed little womb-created fissures...loved. coaxed. sun broke across my face a little and i mellowed.
and i sliced the caps of portobellos in half (horizontally) so they became two saucer patties and i put fontina between them and breaded them and fried them into cheesey mushroomey dinner goodness. with steamed greenbeans. (and this wine club wine)
followed with the discovery that my taxes SUCK. and i'm filing a fuckin extension oh yea.
i'll owe my boy til we're in the grave. i wonder if blow jobs make a good barter when you're 70.
(just kidding. i never barter with blow jobs. really. i swear)
damn the sauce makes a girl funny.
and oh how it soothes the crampy badness! it's all sunshine and lollipops!
ah well. taxes suck. but mushroomy cheesy goodness and being in love. it balances out.

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