God, I hope the Puritans were not right

Thinking about it, and taking into consideration all the changes that we have made since the birth of our wonderful baby boy, I hope and pray to God that the Puritans were incorrect in their adage, “Cleanliness is next to Godliness.” If the adage holds true, I am in Hell. Since little man came around we have only had our house completely clean once (for the 1st birthday party). Since then we have had a revolving schedule of clean rooms. I don’t want people to think that we don’t clean our bathroom and our kitchen for months at a time, we just never have them both clean at the same time. One week the kitchen is clean, and the next week the bathroom gets cleaned. Basically, what I am getting at, is that we need people, and by people I mean butler, cook, maid, and driver. That would make life soooo much easier, and again, the issue boils down to money. If we had money, we would have people. Alas and alack, money does not seem to be ours. Don’t get me wrong, we have enough money to make ends meet, but we do not have enough to make a butler, maid, cook, and drivers’ ends meet as well.

The little one started getting all snotty and sick last night…

(For the RPG-ers out there, and you know who you are…) so we are crossing our fingers again to dodge the +2 Bat of Wheezing (+2 to hit, with improved crit) once more. Unfortunately, since he is a young child, his CON is at a -2 causing his hit die to be kinda low. His size modifier does help him, so at least we got that going for us.

(For the non-RPG-ers out there, read the non-geeky. Question for the non-geeky out there, “What the hell are you reading my blog for anyway?”) We are afraid of the cold progressing into something more asthmatic in nature. His is already starting to have some retraction in his breathing, but we are hoping that it will not progress into something where heavy steroids are necessary.

Anyway…. The work bat, this a winged monster that haunts me in my waking and sleeping times…

Excuse me, Mr Blogger?
Yes, fine reader?
Why don’t you just refer to the winged monster as the “monster that constantly haunts you?”
Shut up! That’s why!

Anyway… The Work Bat, this is a winged monster that haunts me in my waking and sleeping times, is currently in active haunting, so I must go and blog no more today.