he calls me Smidgen
However my one complaint is that there are a lot of one-sided pillow fights in our home. Nick never seems to realize how funny it is to wallop him with a pillow instead of going to sleep at night. And rather than fight back he lets me get my sillies out and waits til I calm down enough to sleep, treating me like the three-year old child I am deep inside.
Today* we don't have class or work but instead of adventuring we get to clean and do homework. Ah for the days of summer.
*This was written a week ago on Labor day, but lately, I never seem to be as on time with anything as I'd like to be. And so this blog has been post poor, although I am constantly writing and planning in my head. It is my escape from php and non-genre literature.