BB's letter

That creep... I mean we were friends when we were kids, but that was a long time ago. Matt and I received a letter with no return address covered in a red liquid, I thought it was blood, it sure looked like blood. It was the letter you'd expect from a serial killer, then again it was B. I figured it was a threat, someone who wanted us dead. Instead it was a congrats on the "fetus" letter. It didn't say baby it said fetus, how heartless could you sound. Well, anyways...matt and I went out to dinner with him and it was extremely awkward.....he reads my blog......

Breaking the Sabbath

I was soooo angry yesterday, first off I had to work on a SUNDAY! Then, our lovable little dog left a gift on the carpet that I had to clean up. When I woke Matt was still sleeping so I just left him be, gave him a goodbye kiss and took off, slipping on a lovely little pile of crap that Rufus was so gracious to leave me. At work it was Hell, everything was behind and I was helping everyone get caught up. When I got back in my car, my chocolate was all melted and some idiot cut me off. Everything bad today can and did happen and I was so tempted to just shoot the next person who wronged me. When "how great thou art" played on the radio. When I was a child, my mother would always sing that to me whenever I was having a bad day. When I got home, I was smiling, I even sang to Matt's stomach the same song my mother would sing me.
Then sings my soul, my gracious God to thee, how great thou art, how great thou art
-M

We get a puppy...great...

A little ginger puppy showed up at our doorstep...and stared at me like some little creep. Matt was fawning over it like it was the cutest thing ever. He said we had to keep it at least until we found it somewhere to live. So we let the little horror in and peed all over MY CHOCOLATE!!! Matt just hits him gently and calls him a bad dog. Then three minutes later he's all about keeping the puppy again. And the dog is acting all cuddly. *Sigh* if I cant handle a dog how am I supposed to deal with having a child
with my love going out to the only one that matters
-M

To love a ginger...

Oh my crazy, crazy love. So sweet, yet so.... there's no way to describe him but Matt. He's too cute for this universe. I love him, but he kills me inside. Without him I'd be empty, with him I'll be driven mad. How I love him, I'm not sure. How he loves me, I doubt he knows either. But love is love, I guess you can't control it. Not even two geniuses can. I love my Matt, I love my M&M. Today I almost just love life.
-M

Making up

Well, I bet you guys are wondering, since I kind of just let the whole Matt saying sorry hang, how the whole scenario turned out. We ended up reminiscing on the past, not everything that happened back then was necessarily a good thing. As I believe it is pretty obvious, we were very screwed up teenagers, hanging out with the mafia and what not. What we did begin to worry about was, our little son, M&M, when he becomes a teenager. If he's anything like us as a teenager....... he'd better not be like us. Matt said the most adorable thing on the subject, he said that he wants M&M to be just like me because to him, I'm perfect. That's so odd though, me perfect? Far from it! I'm obsessed with beating that little albino, I'm rude, I'm bossy, and I am the all around worst with children. Every time I get close to a child it bursts into tears. I don't know how that can be even close to perfect. Matt didn't say I was perfect though, he said I was perfect to him, that's what makes all the difference.
For the one who is everything to me,
-M

((a cute little fanfic ^^))

((hey, admin here... I found this adorable fanfic and felt like sharing, here you are
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4355594/1/That-s-what-Family-s-for enjoy...its soooooo cute
-M&M admin))

It's a boy....YES!

So it's official, inside Matt's tummy is a bouncing baby boy. M&M will soon come into this world, and I don't think I've ever been happier. Going to that hospital to find out the gender was, well I guess I was worried, not that we'd have a girl I guess I could handle that. It's just that so often I've heard that when you go in to see the baby inside the mothers stomach, theres no heartbeat. I swear if that would have happened I would have cried, hysterically, and never been happy again. But M&M has a perfect heart beat, strong as could be. That makes me smile.
With my love going out to the two loves of my life,
-M