Maximum Squeeage!!

I meant to post about this yesterday, but over on weasley_fest, some lovely, wonderful, absolutely DARLING person posted fanart... for ME!!!!

*squees loudly and at an impossibly high pitch*

Auntie will never complain, but no one has EVER done fanart for ME, and I'm so HAPPY!!!

It's HERE, go look and give the artist some love! It's Twins/Harry, and OOOOOOOOOO!!!!

*is too excited, even one day later, to be properly coherent*

Chocolate. NOW!!!!

My kids are driving me bananas.

Yesterday, they were arguing over who got to use the vacuum cleaner while cleaning the living room, and who had to clean under the big couch and who had to clean under the little couch (this involved crawling under said couches and pulling out the items that had disappeared under there. I am sure we will find Jimmy Hoffa at some point).

Yes. They were arguing over CLEANING.

*tears out hair*

Lest you think this is every mom's dream, let me say not much cleaning actually got done, and both miscreants got sent to their rooms, their computers turned OFF and their Nintendos in my pocket.

Today, it's constant arguing, and fussing, and I need chocolate in the worst way. As in enough to put me in a coma for the next two weeks, so when I wake up it's a whole new world. Preferably the day before school starts.

Think it's too late for me to sign them up for a military boarding school?

*grumbling and snarling*

CHOCOLATE. I NEED IT. NAOW!!!

Ahhhhhh... better now...

The Husbandly One is a wise, wise man.

I was washing dishes when he came home. He walked in, fended off the kids, came straight into the kitchen, grabbed a paper plate (a wise move when your wife is washing dishes), hunched over a mysterious box he'd set on the counter, then came up behind me and wafted the most perfect, mouth-watering slice of chocolate cheesecake under my nose.

And helped me eat it, because there is no way I can finish a slice of chocolate cheesecake by myself without my brain exploding from migraine.

I am in a much, MUCH better mood now.

I know some of you will laugh, but chocolate is my sole addiction, and when I crave it, that's it. I have to have it. I was getting to the "put the chocolate down and nobody'll get hurt" stage.

*sighs happily*

I love, I love that man o' mine!