The body doesn't even need two kidneys
So if you ever hear that I let someone dig one of mine out with a rusty garden trowel, you can bet it had something to do with this:
Because how can you even withhold organs from someone who looks at you like that? My b-in-law Ed emailed this last night, at which point my heart and my left ovary may have exploded.
Don't get me wrong, Ethan could totally have a kidney too if he needed it first. But he's been on thin ice ever since he met Gentleman Friend last month (new name to be unveiled soon) and completely preferred him to me. It was like, "Oh, hey Nem. YOU, though--New guy! Check out my cars! And also my pirate ship! And look what I can do! Now let me go to my room and get toys and bring them out for you to inspect and admire! Also, let's become blood brothers. Right here, right now. I'll get the knife."
I'm Steph, a librarian and mom of 3 (not sure how that happened). Let's chat books, food, Sumptuous Literary Adaptations, poop, knitting and maybe some crazy Mormon Feminism.
7 comments:
I wish she looked at her mother like that... Also, it's a shame that Ethan is such a sellout to the male gender.
Stealing both tonight.
(Kids, not kidneys.)
Savvy is darling. Although I'd steal that skirt from you as well. SO cute!
is there anything your internet friends should know about this gentleman friend?
Anon: See also We didn't meet on the Internet
ah.. it all comes together...
Yeah, I thought mine (I call him Data) had passed when my B-I-L's oth liked him. Then they stopped hanging out with me and only called him. Five years of marriage later, and they are finally hanging out with me again, too. Hrmph.
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