Intermission

Hey there folks. I know you are at the edge of your seats, waiting for the thrilling conclusion to the two-part diaper series. Wow. And it’s coming, I promise.

But first– Mardi Gras. (If you think Mardi Gras is just a bunch of frat girls showing their tits and therefore nothing to get worked up about, read this post.) Less than a week left and what should look like this:

still looks like this:

The next step is a tarpaper cover. Then I have to figure out how to keep my sister’s fantastic 10 foot tall patchwork sail upright and stablized. Then I have to figure out how to get the whole shebang downtown by 8 in the morning on Fat Tuesday! In costume as post-apocolyptic seafarers!

My sis has been here for a week (she’s staying for three), a very good friend is flying in this morning, and another in a few days. We are going to kick some shit!

This is all to say, I won’t be around here much till next month probably. I’ll be having too much fun doing things which appear unrelated to punk housewifery (they’re not! But more on that later…)

Wish us luck!