How now brown towel?

Things are about as hunky dory as they can get. Shaun has settled in quite comfortably - man noises and all. I'm so happy to fall asleep to the sound of snoring in my ear. It's very reassuring to awake in the night and hear teeth grinding beside my ear. The best of all are the elephant noises he occasionally emits, followed directly by a blame leveled at the daughters, dog, cat or me.

It truly must be love.

Dana wonders, 'If Shaun farts alone in the basement does it make any smell?'

My man. He cooks, he cleans, he gives GREAT sex and he uses his emissions for tactical whimsy. Who wouldn't love him!? What a refreshing change from the woman with a new neurosis every day.

I just can't believe it…

He is here. My sexy, hot, smart, sweet, compassionate, passionate, giving, kind, loving man is here. He lives with me. Wow. Cool.

I just can't believe it…

MY BASEMENT IS CLEAN! I mean, show people around clean. I mean come on down and check it out clean. So is the kitchen, Dana’s room and Nova's room.

I just can't believe it…

I'm as good in the bathroom as I am in the bedroom. I'm as good in the kitchen as I am in the bedroom. I am amazed at what my body can do.

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