Wednesday, March 01, 2006

March is the month for...

Well, March is here. March is upon us. Time is Marching on...

What's so special about March, you ask - as if you haven't heard me go on about this before? March, dear friends, is baby month!

... okay, maybe not so much...

But long before Vicky and I got married, we came to the decision (read: She told me) that come March we were going to hop on the baby bandwagon. After all, neither of us is getting any younger. It's high time... which is to say that time is upon us, not that it's time we got high... although...

No, no! No distractions! It's time to make a baby!

And after long hours of haggling, we have decided on the method by which we will make a little kidling: Fucking.

Yep, that's right. Fucking. Vicky and I plan to fuck a lot (well, I'm hoping that's the case - not to sabotage anything but I'd hate for us to make a baby at our first "at bat" - half the fun is in the making!) and keep on fucking until we are sweaty, exhausted, and out of PTO time!

I just love when people say they are "trying" to have a baby. In this context, "trying" means "fucking". You'd never use that meaning anywhere else... unless, course, you were "trying" someone's patience, something I'm quite adept at...

So, on with the fucking! Commence with the fucking!

The reason behind this One Path, in case you didn't know, is that I plan to hold on to these as a kind of time capsule for our child. Once they get old enough (4 or 5), they can read about how their parents fucked and fucked and fucked... which should really, um, try them up. You know?

(Last night, Vicky told me this is more my blog than hers... this is what she gets...)

1 comment:

Vicky said...

Isn't he funny folks! And I may not write on the blog much, but I inspire Ken all of the time!! Oh and I sent him "Meet the Fuckers".