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BiBi: Ol' Grimm left us with just Dad's ashes .... and me in charge.
Time to do some housecleaning
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Dee Dee was taking Dad's demise hard ...
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But me? I didn't know if I was more upset about Dad dying, or him leaving me saddled with the step-dweebs to care for.
I have plans. Big plans.
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Like answering my phone.
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Oh Hi Jonathan! Sure, come on over. I just have to clean the house a bit.
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Uh oh. Step mom is having issues
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*giggles*
(sings to the tune of London Bridge)
Kerie 'Bibble is falling down, falling down, falling down ....
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"Kerie 'Bibble is falling down, my fair lady-o"
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Whoo Hoo! Pop's inheritance money has come in!
Damned shame I have to share it with everyone ...
unless ...
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Hey Kerie? I think there is an email for you?
FROM THE REALTOR!
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Buh bye, biotch!
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*sob* *sob* *sob* *giggle* *sob* *sob* *sob*
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| And since Crejer was at work when Dad died ... he just came to my place ... then just walked away .... |
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.. thinking about Dad's death.
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| First thing I did after the step-goons "left" and gee ... they "left" their inheritance money behind too *giggle* ... I demolished the house and rebuilt one for Jonathan's baby and I. I will think about allowing Jonathan to move in. |
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No baby bump yet. But, it will come....as will my succussion as QUEEN OF THE WORLD!
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OK ... maybe there is a small one. For now.
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Do you ever get the feeling of being watched?
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| *plotting to take over the world while in a bubble bath* |
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While visiting Dad, my stomache decided to make itself known.
What the hell is it with orange jammies? |
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Decided to invite the sperm donor ... er ... Jonathan over for dinner. He brought along a "friend".
I will dispatch her quickly.
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Now that she's gone, it's time to apply my feminine charm. He's no match.
mwahahaha!!
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Poor Jonathan. Starved for affection.
Move in and take care of my sproglings and I will throw you a boner. Or give you one. Your choice.
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Yes ... this is all because of you. Worship my reproductive powers!
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Hi Daddy! Why so sad?
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OK, so the first night after dear ol' Dad passes away, he haunts my bed?!?
Dork.
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Labor pains in the bathroom. Time to see what the sprogling will look like!
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It's a girl!
Evie Ishkibibble...or Evil. Take your pic.
Awww ... she sort of has Mommy's eyes!
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Dad sure loves to scare me...
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At least I am getting aspiration points for this mess.
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Hey dad? It's a dame! The ladies will take over the world! Men will be made to serve us!
Mwahaha!
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As we speed forward through a boring infancy ... we shall throw the baby out with the bathwater ... er toss her ass in the air and see what happens. |
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| Blow baby blow! |
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... and FLING!!
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Alright ... let's take a look at you.
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Crumpled ears, eye stalks ... so far so hideous...
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Whoa ... baby!
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I think I am going to be sick.
She's perfect!!! |
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