as I type my words to you, delight flows through my fingers into my body. Delight that comes from two sources: one my lovely wive, Junkey (seen below)...
This image depicts my wive with a strong desire in her eye
Another source of delight comes from knowing that I have a very strong base of fan populations from around here and everywhere, too.
A real fan, Ken Pepperman, sent in this computer-art depiction of Life N' Stuf Blog supporters from around our world.
Today is a good day for this, and it also happens to be my 9 anniversary with my wive!
As today approached, I became nervous. I would wake myself in the morning to find a urination in my bed, a sweat on my forehead, and a nostril filled with pesky stress hairs.
A just-for-fun image I found while doing an Alta Vista search for my stress-related urination.
I scoured the internet for relief, but found it in an odd place. Right here! :P :D ;) :) (lol! :):) )
I read through some of my posts from years and years and years ago; shedding tear, laughing with a jovial spirit, and dancing like Ellen Degenerate on her show (most of her shows provide inspiration to me as a man).
And I realized that all I had to do for my wive was be there for her. Do you know what I mean? It was so simple, all these days thinking of what I had to do, and it was there all along! LOL!
But I knew I had to deliver my news (that I would be there for her), in a way that was of the utmost appropriateness. I asked my son.
My son.
My son said it would be best to be honest, and just say it to her in a very straight-forward way (that I would be there for her). And so I did.
You want to know what happened? Stay tuned to find out :) :) :) :)
Joba
A real fan, Ken Pepperman, sent in this computer-art depiction of Life N' Stuf Blog supporters from around our world.
Today is a good day for this, and it also happens to be my 9 anniversary with my wive!
As today approached, I became nervous. I would wake myself in the morning to find a urination in my bed, a sweat on my forehead, and a nostril filled with pesky stress hairs.
A just-for-fun image I found while doing an Alta Vista search for my stress-related urination.
I scoured the internet for relief, but found it in an odd place. Right here! :P :D ;) :) (lol! :):) )
I read through some of my posts from years and years and years ago; shedding tear, laughing with a jovial spirit, and dancing like Ellen Degenerate on her show (most of her shows provide inspiration to me as a man).
And I realized that all I had to do for my wive was be there for her. Do you know what I mean? It was so simple, all these days thinking of what I had to do, and it was there all along! LOL!
But I knew I had to deliver my news (that I would be there for her), in a way that was of the utmost appropriateness. I asked my son.
My son.
My son said it would be best to be honest, and just say it to her in a very straight-forward way (that I would be there for her). And so I did.
You want to know what happened? Stay tuned to find out :) :) :) :)
Joba
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