Here is a quick list of some of the important people in my life, in no particular order:
Hart~ My now ex… yeah, I screwed that up badly…
Pet~ My potential submissive. He is my new toy. I like him VERY much. 🙂
Nightengale~ My ex fiance, my current friend. He is a writer, photographer, and awesomely odd person. He makes me smile.
Pocket~ One of Hart’s now ex’s .
Evey~ A partner of Hart’s. She’s a goddess of blogging awesomeness.
Sy~ My formerly very good friend
C~ Sy’s wife, my former lust crush, former boss, former co-worker. She’s incredibly intelligent and sarcastic.
Sugar~ My oldest son. I’m proudly raising the next generation of smart asses. He is obsessed with vampires, blood, Jack Skelington, dinosaurs, and is a little gothy ball of cool. He hates Twilight, and has determined Edward Cullen is an enemy of his state. He is 8 and has his first World of Warcraft character… I promised him this when he was 5, I would have figured he’d have forgotten this by now. Spiky red hair and blue eyes, but wants a blue mohawk for the summer.
Bear~ My daughter, and part 1 of the twins. She’s my logical and dominant kid. She is 6, and reads massive chapter books… she just finished The Little Prince, in the original French. She has a heart condition, but it doesn’t change her attitude. She’s a modern girly girl. She has inheritted my sense of sarcasm. Told her twin brother over the weekend “If you don’t quit touching me, I’m going to rip off your fingers and make you pick the dog’s nose” She is the only child I know who has taken 30 some odd weeks of swim lessons, and has only gotten her hair wet 3 times. She has determined she will be the evil overlord of the world.
Pickle~ My younger son, and part 2 of the twins. He’s all boy. Runs and runs and runs and falls and gets bloody and doesn’t care. He’s… ummm… pretty. Gods bless him, one day we’ll find him a nice rich woman to take care of him. He once stood in front of the refridgerator for 5 minutes talking about how a bowl of chili was in front of his milk, until Bear came over with a sigh and told him “you know, you CAN move the chili right?” and grabbed the bowl. He grabbed his milk, grinned big, and thanked her as he skipped away. He once put on a mock Queen concert for his toys once, used his GI Joe as Freddy Mercury, slapped an Arctic Batman sparkly cape on it and TADA!