old and forgetful... time to take me behind the barn?

I MAY have left my keys in the mailbox. Fuck me.

I hope that one of my blessed countrymen took my post box key off the ring, threw the keys in the mailbox, locked it up and put the mail key int he slot. sigh. SO tenarded.

On another note: last night was my man's birthday. We had a great time. Erica is being her brilliant self and I have chapped lips form kissing her too much. oh the trials and tribulations of motherhood!

So: if you are reading this and you havne't voted yet: please go out and vote.

Lastly: if you are interested in writing for the front page: gimmie a PM! There is nothing to lose!

EDIT: Nope not in the mailbox: so now we get the locks changed.  Does anyone know about the car? should I get new locks pout on the car or just say fuck it?