The Bell Pages Blog The Bell Pages Blog I am step-mom to two boys, mom to two more, a wife, as well as dog, cat and goldfish owner. Should the growing laundry pile in the basement spark a life of it's own, I'll probably have to feed it too. So join me as I cook supper, mop the floor, put a Articles
Why I'm Not A Psych Nurse
2008-06-09 06:07:00 I had been a nurse for less than a year. I was 21 years old and my biggest challenge in nursing so far had been handsy old men with bronchitis. My first patient of the evening was a young woman admitted the diagnosis of dehydration. She had just come to the floor, so the off going nurse really didn?t have any information to give me about her. I bee-bop into her room and encounter an attractive girl in her mid to late 20?s sitting on her bed looking perfectly hydrated. I introduced myself and asked if there was anything she needed. What I got was this: hi how are you i just got here from a group setting in kansas city and then they sent me here because they said there was something wrong with me but i think i?m fine don?t i look fine i think i?m fine but i did have one question while i was there they were giving me vitamin b12 shots and i think i still need vitamin b 12 shots because it helps me stay at one with the world and my dad was here earlier and that?s why i?m here bec... More About: Nurse , Psych
Why I Shouldn't Speak to Retail Clerks
2008-06-06 04:01:00 So I was about 5 months pregnant with the Monkey when Mr. Honeybell and I were at the grocery store. It was June, hot as hell, and I was wearing a tank. Being my second baby I was definitely showing, but probably tipping the scales at about 135. I hadn?t quit smoking as early in the pregnancy as I would have liked, but by this time I was on my second month of wearing a nicotine patch. (Yes, I know Nicotine isn?t good for babies, but it?s better than smoking). While checking out the clerk looks at my arm and asks ?Is that that new weight loss patch?? It wasn?t until I got into the parking lot when I realized ?I?m not fat bitch! I?m pregnant!!? I?m at the gas station after hitting Starbucks with the Monkey. He?s gnawing away at a chocolate chip cookie when the clerk asks ?Did your mommy bake that cookie for you?? I laughed and replied that the friendly folks at Starbucks made it for him. She continued looking at Monkey and said ?Wow, that?s an expensive cookie. Your mommy m... More About: Retail , Speak , Clerks
Yeah. The Neighbors LOVE Us.
2008-06-02 06:52:00 I?ve posted a few times about our batshit crazy neighbors. Recently Mr. Honeybell and I were outside being obnoxious, so I warned him ?You know, we are probably creating blog fodder for someone else right now!? To save them the trouble, I've come up with some potential titles: · Does that woman never get dressed? I spend the majority of my life in my pajamas. Working night shift for 18 years will do that to you. Just imagine what you look like at 2 am, only you haven?t the sense to stay in bed. Or in the house for that matter. Poor Monkey Boy has started equating getting dressed with going bye bye. Because that's when we change out of our PJ's. All those people do is sit on their porch and smoke! ~Or~ They look like hookers! We don?t smoke in our house. It causes too many health problems for the boys, I don?t want the smell in the house, plus it?s the only time we can get away from the children. It?s like a little mini date. A co-worker of mine now has me... More About: Love , Neighbors , Crazy People , Yeah
My Love Child With Clark Gable
2008-05-28 05:49:00 What was my biggest fear when I was pregnant with my very first beautiful baby boy? It had nothing to do with his health. I wasn?t worried about money, or being a first time mom. I was worried that I was going to have an ugly kid, and no one would tell me. I was terrified that I was going to be one of those parents forcing others to look at pictures of my ugly ass kid insisting ?Isn?t he CUTE??? My friends have assured me I?ve dodged that particular bullet. The kid is damned good looking. Then a couple of years ago I took Goofy to a uniform sale at work. Later that night my co-worker Donna mentioned how cute he was, then added ?but where did he get those ears?? What. The. Hell. There is NOTHING wrong with mah baby?s ears!! Of course I immediately checked out his ears when I got home the next morning. What did I find but DAY-UM! My little sunshine boy should have some excellent auditory abilities. I never really gave it a second thought, and I'm sure I would have heard... More About: Love , Child , Clark Gable
I'm Stalking You Back
2008-05-26 06:31:00 I posted a question on a blog forum when I first began blogging. I asked how to increase traffic on my blog, and where I could get statistic information. I was summarily blasted for daring to care about such superficial things. I was told that I should be ?blogging purely for the joy of writing?. I wonder why among some bloggers it?s such a terrible thing to want people to read our blogs? If we wanted a private personal journal wouldn?t we use a notebook and keep it under our mattresses? We are out here, bare for the world to see because most of us want to be seen. Ok MAYBE not, perhaps there are some pure souls out there that truly don?t care about their statistics. But I think most care at least a little. I on the other hand . . . I will admit here and now that I care A LOT. I love reading my stats. I have Google Analytics, Neoworx, Feedburner, blah blah blah. I obsess on who?s here, how long, where they came from, I want to know everything! I don?t think it has so mu... More About: Back , Stalking
Clearly I Didn't Run Fast Enough
2008-05-23 06:49:00 Because Leppardfreak and Miss both tagged me for one of those lovely "tell us random crap about you" type memes. Quite honestly, I'm running out of random crap. So here are some random pictures of the place I live.This is the only monument dedicated to the Buffalo Soldier's Calvary located on the Army fort adjacent to the town.Welcome to The Big House. My area plays host to no less than FOUR prisons. One state, one military, one federal holding facility, and this, the Federal Pen. Which someone somewhere decided should look like the capitol building. (Insert your own political joke here)This is a shot of the VA National Cemetery, breathtaking in it's beauty and sadness. There are markers here dating from the Civil War Era to present day.I have no idea what building this is, there are several abandoned buildings on the VA campus. Most of them were beautiful and stately in their day.There are rows of these abandoned dormitory buildings, it seems like such a shame to let t... More About: Fast
Life As A Nurse: Things My Patients Have Taught Me
2008-05-21 07:04:00 I spend a lot of time educating patients about medicines, breast feeding, and home care. What isn't as obvious are the numerous lessons I learn in return:Old people hit harder than you would think.New moms shouldn?t sleep in the hospital bed with their new baby *or* Babies don?t bounce. (Baby was surprisingly, thankfully, not hurt)It?s ok to pray with your patient.As a nurse, if a patient tells you there is a rat in her room, you shouldn?t back out of the room exclaiming ?Holy Shit! Where?!?A superhero cape is no substitute for a good parachute.If you are bitten by a copperhead snake you should bring it with you to the hospital. But you should definitely kill it first.If your pet monkey dies, it?s time to wash the monkey shit out of your hair. Especially if you tell us the monkey has been dead for more than a year.3 year olds with cancer know more than I do.Sometimes you can actually use the Spanish you learn on Dora the Explorer.If you get fall down drunk with your cousin, and ... More About: Life , Patients , Nurse , Things
I Am Honeybell's Wounded Va-Jay-Jay
2008-05-19 15:20:00 So you may have read about my intention to start waxing, and that was the plan, really it was. But then I started running out of excuses to give the police as to why my screaming kept disturbing the neighbors. So it?s back to the razor. I?m in the tub. Legs? Check. Pits? Check. Got myself contorted into positions only a porn star could appreciate? Check. I?m cheerfully shaving away when: Holy Mary Mother Of God . . . the pain!! I see a spreading shade of pink in the water; I glance at the Venus flytrap razor and note an unnaturally long folded ribbon of skin embedded in the implement of genital mutilation tri-blades. I?m certain I?ve just given myself an episiotomy. After hurriedly rinsing the conditioner from my hair, I stood dripping wet, next to the bathtub, one leg on the side (see any tampon box for visual aid) trying to staunch the flow of blood with a wad of toilet paper. My six year old begins knocking on the door ?Honey? What was that yelling?? At this ...
The Middle Aged Woman's Guide to Community College
2008-05-14 16:13:00 So I've finished my second semester of school. I've learned quite a bit about being a middle aged wife and mother returning to college, and I'm now prepared to share this information with you! Welcome to Honeybell's guide to being a non-traditional student while working and caring for four little boys:First of all, it is important to note that most of your fellow students will look like this:While you might show up everyday looking like this:With the children, things are going to be even worse. It is very likely that they may wander around looking like this:And while they're looking like that, they'll probably be doing plenty of this:But the older children will just do this:Meanwhile, your house could end up looking like this:While you read textbooks and make this for Sunday dinner:But you think it's all good, because this is all you have consumed ALL DAY:Lastly, I should give you a warning. If you SHOULD actually clean your house, bathe, clothe, and pay attention to your... More About: College , Community , Guide , Middle
The Job I Leave Off My Resume: Chapter 4
2008-05-09 07:12:00 This is a 4 part series (yes, I know at first I said 5 part . . . I have paragraph counting issues apparently) about a job I once had as a nurse in an abortion clinic. This is not meant to be a political statement or a forum for debate, only a recording of my experiences. Of course this is a sensitive subject, and I respect everyone's views.As I got into the routine of working at the clinic I was actually proud of the job I did. I was making a difference in what kind of experience these women had, and helping them through it. There will always be termination of pregnancy, legally and safely . . . or not. There is no reason for it to be more of a terrifying painful experience than necessary. I discovered though that I needed to let go of my own preconceptions about women who have abortions. At first certain circumstances were exempt from my critical judgment, while others were not.My heart wept for the couple who discovered that the baby they had been trying for was developing... More About: Leave , Resume , Chapter
The Job I Leave Off My Resume: Chapter 3
2008-05-08 06:37:00 This is a 5 part series about a job I once had as a nurse in an abortion clinic. This is not meant to be a political statement or a forum for debate, only a recording of my experiences. Of course this is a sensitive subject, and I respect everyone's views. I quickly learned that the clinic was a pretty informal environment. My first staff meeting was opened with a fellow nurse asking "We need to be more consistent around here in recognizing each other's milestones, I mean, who do I need to screw around here to get a birthday cake?"I adored her immediately.The predominant feeling in the clinic was one of concern for the patients. At the hospital I found some health care workers cared, others did not. At the clinic every decision that was made was first considered from the patient's point of view. These people cared about women's health and a woman's right to choose.They also cared about these individual women. At least once a day, after counseling a patient would be told we ... More About: Leave , Resume , Chapter
The Job I Leave Off My Resume: Chapter 2
2008-05-07 05:41:00 This is a 5 part series about a job I once had as a nurse in an abortion clinic. This is not meant to be a political statement or a forum for debate, only a recording of my experiences. Of course this is a sensitive subject, and I respect everyone's views. Chapter 1 is here.The next day at the clinic I was lead to the locker room where I changed into scrubs, complete with booties and bouffant cap. The other candidate for the job and I stood behind the physician to watch the procedure and observe the nurse as she assisted. Until this point I thought I had the job. I had no idea there would be another applicant there. I stood there wondering why on earth they were having job applicants observe abortions?The first patient was led into the room by her counselor. The clinic did not allow anyone in the room except staff and patient. The counselor would hold her hand and talk her through the procedure. This patient was about 17 or 18. She entered the cold room bare save the flimsy... More About: Leave , Resume , Chapter 2
The Job I Leave Off My Resume: Chapter 1
2008-05-06 06:55:00 Huckdoll recently offered up a meme about past jobs. Upon reflection, I've decided to take it a little further, and write a series about a job I once had as a nurse in an abortion clinic. This is not meant to be a political statement or a forum for debate, only a recording of my experiences. Of course this is a sensitive subject, and I respect everyone's views.This is the first of 5 chapters.I had just moved with my boyfriend 2 hours away from home. He had gotten a job for a major engineering corporation. In the throes of love and passion, I quit my job and moved with him. I had only worked as a nurse in one dinky little rural hospital, I was 22 years old, and the "big city" hospitals scared the crap out of me. I stuck with applying for the doctors office jobs, somewhere that wouldn't be too intimidating.The ad stated "Pro-choice doctor's office seeks LPN". The pay wasn't too bad, so I called the number and was set up with an interview the next day. Naively I assumed t... More About: Leave , Resume , Chapter 1 , Chapter
Google Is Not A Therapist
2008-05-02 07:29:00 Normally this would be a post about silly keywords that have brought people to my blog. This time however, I am concerned for some of my readers. Because I am a complete loser who can't go more than an hour without checking my stats on occasion browse through Google Analytics, I have discovered that people are using Google as a psychotherapy. For instance:"my mom is so stupid she can sense things a parent should she is a single mom should I go to my dad's?""My sister won't stop fucking my friends."Apparently some Internet searchers are under the impression that that little box with the blinking cursor is an adequate substitute for psychiatric treatment. Now I understand occasionally forgetting that Google is not a sentient being. There was a moment in which I forgot myself and asked Google to run away with me to Tahiti. Our relationship has been slightly awkward ever since.However, because I am a giving person, Honeybell is here to help.For the young person with the stupid mothe... More About: Therapist
Organ Donation: The Ultimate Recycling
2008-04-30 06:42:00 "I am so sorry for your loss. I need to ask, did your mom/husband/child ever discuss organ donation with you?"This question makes me feel like the worst nurse ever. Since moving to OB, thankfully it isn't a question I need to ask anymore. Yet after working 13 years on Acute Care it is a question I'm familiar with. Until that point I've done everything in my power to either preserve that life, or at least to help death be a calm, pain free transition. In asking that question now, I'm not only acknowledging that there is nothing left to be done, but I'm asking permission to allow a doctor to harvest organs from their mother, spouse, or child.In my job, this is the portion of organ donation I dealt with. Personally though, I've experienced the other end of organ donation. The waiting, the constant presence of the beeper, and the hope. The hope that a grieving family will, in their grief and heartache, will make the choice to donate the organs of their loved one. Signing... More About: Recycling , Donation , Ultimate , Organ Donation , Organ
Oh My. Can Waterboarding Be Far Behind?
2008-04-28 09:34:00 He had been missing for several minutes. I checked everywhere, but the gates were all shut, the doors that needed locking were locked.Finally I saw it. Monkey Boy's closed bedroom door. Worse, I heard an angelic voice call out from within: "Ok! Ki-yee cack!"This couldn't be good.It was even worse than I imagined. I really feel I should mention here than his room was in that state as he had removed half of the clothing from his drawers in order to provide room for his "guest". My housekeeping leaves a lot to be desired . . . but I'm not THAT BAD.I am of the opinion that the idiot cat not only enjoys this, but seeks out this treatment from the Monkey Butt. I am not a cat person. I used to be, until I came to the realization that cats resulted in constriction of my bronchial tubes and then puffing on my inhalers, thereby inhibiting my ability to smoke.The Cat is Mr. Honeybell's. On occasion The Cat and I have had fleeting bonding moments, but on the whole he's an asshole... More About: Waterboarding
How Hard It Must Be To Be 12
2008-04-24 19:05:00 As I type Phone Boy is serving an in school suspension. To make a long story short, a teacher asked him the same question multiple times regarding the whereabouts of another students belongings. He finally answered that question with "Fuck if I know."Nice.Somehow Mr. Honeybell and I haven't figured out yet that grounding the kids from TV is only dishing out punishment for ourselves. We become the primary source of entertainment. Like the little soul suckers don't follow us around making constant observations and asking inane questions enough as it is.I love my kids. Really, I do.The conversation later last night between Phone Boy and I after the lecturing and punishment had been forgotten:Phone Boy: How old do I have to be before I move out?Me: Well, I suppose when you go to college.Phone Boy: That's not fair!Me: It is if you plan on crying to me to pay for college.Phone Boy: Ha! I'm getting a full ride scholarship wherever I go, I won't need your money!Me: Not only ... More About: Hard
Why They Pay Me The Big Bucks
2008-04-21 07:31:00 I've mentioned that when my OB unit is empty I'm normally at home on call. On rare occasions I am called in even when there are no patients as there needs to be an OB nurse in house all the time. Saturday night was one of those nights. 12 hours on the unit by myself.How might I fill the time?-Clean delivery room mirrors, pause to wonder what pregnant woman wants to watch their vagina bring forth a 7 pound being. The miracle of childbirth is some gross business.-Prepare for algebra homework by sharpening all 14 pencils in backpack.-Throw a fit that hospital firewall prevents the viewing of blogs.-Set up i pod, dance in nursery until I remember I'm on security camera.-Look at algebra homework. Feel guilty. Don't do it anyway.-Answer phone and spend 20 minutes explaining to caller that I have no way of knowing if she got pregnant last night.-Put together enough admission packets to last 6 years.-Out patient . . . YAY!-Receive results on outpatients urinalysis, note that her u... More About: Bucks
An Open Letter To The Brother I Wish I Didn't Have - Part II
2008-04-17 07:04:00 Part I of this open letter can be found here.************************************ It began the very night of Dad's death. My 13 year old nephew Kenny, my sisters son, was home by himself. He couldn't stand being at the hospital any more and needed some level of normalcy. Dad was very much a father figure to him, and this was going to be so difficult for him. When my mother called you to tell you Dad had died, you asked if she wanted you to go tell Kenny. She specifically told you no. She didn't want you to tell him, he barely even knew who you were, the devastating news needed to come from family. She explained why, she said that we would tell him when we got home. Why, WHY, was the first thing you did after hanging up the phone was to call that child who was alone at home to tell him the only real father he ever knew had just died? How did you think that it was your place to do so? Both you and the grandparents were enraged about the burial plans. Whether or not Dad wan... More About: Open , Letter , Part , Open Letter , Brother
An Open Letter To The Brother I Wish I Didn't Have - Part I
2008-04-16 19:59:00 This is the first of a two part letter, because there is too much to say for one post.Part II can be found here.*********************Chatter in a small town spreads far and wide, and to my surprise I've heard that I've rebuked you. That you have sincerely offered your love and friendship only to have that brotherly love thrown back into your face. I wish I'd been there, it must have been quite a show. Oh wait . . . I wasn't there because it isn't true.As a child I asked my mother repeatedly "Why doesn't J live with us?" The answer was always the same, though it never satisfied me. "When your dad and his first wife divorced, it was just better for J to live with your grandparents, your dad traveled too much to care for a baby all by himself".As I later found out, it wasn't just a divorce. Your mother took you, 9 months old, to the babysitters in nothing but a diaper. She returned home only to pile all of yours and Dad's belongings in the middle of the living room, set ... More About: Open , Letter , Open Letter , Brother
In Which I Get A Baby Drunk
2008-04-14 10:19:00 We have changed over to buying organic foods whenever we can. While I no longer worry about serving a side of pus, antibiotics, pesticides, or preservatives to my children, organic juice opens an entirely new door of uncertainty.Like most toddlers, my 2 year old Monkey Boy will leave sippy cups full of milk or juice anywhere and everywhere throughout the house. Two days later he'll come toddling into the room with the cup of nastiness. Nevermind the "ick" factor, do you know what happens to old juice with no preservatives? Homemade wine baby.So I find myself scouring the house, counting sippy cups, stalking the baby, hoping against hope that I find that fermented juice before the Monkey Butt does. Because do you know how embarassing it would be for The Nurse and the Respiratory Therapist to bring their drunk kid into the ER?DUDE. Let's not go there. This now brings to mind a patient I had years ago. Mom found baby sitting on the kitchen floor next to a bottle of floor cleaner. Bab... More About: Baby , Drunk
I Asked, I Received
2008-04-11 17:43:00 Because I am a complete fucking glutton for punishment, I submitted my blog to Ask and You Shall Receive for review. I explained to Mr. Honeybell that the address incorporates the words "iwillfuckingtearyouapart" and he was all "What the hell is wrong with you?"Nice encouragement and support there, babe.Now they do not by any means love me, however it appears they don't hate me either. You see, had I seen the flaming fuck you finger of doom, you would never ever ever see a mention of the review here. Rather I got a nice compliment on the design, and a sad little "meh" on content.This I can deal with because it's true. I haven't been deliberately posting filler crap, but in the chaos of four kids, work, and going back to school for the first time in 15 l o n g years, I've been posting any damned thing that catches my eye or flits through my head. I just needed called out on it.So what this boils down to, is that from now on I will be denying that voice in my head that...
Stop Being Porno!
2008-04-10 19:59:00 I found this today at Extrawhoredinary, my newest stalking victim addition to my reader. I absolutely ADORE her blog, she brings a little extra whorish joy to my otherwise bland days. The Princess is simply hilarious in her observations on the weird world of celebrity. This is another post of hers you wouldn't want to miss. The chick in this video reminds me of a very dear friend of mine (Hi Sara!) More About: Stop
How Old Am I?
2008-04-09 18:44:00 Age is a big deal in our house. The boys are constantly comparing their ages, looking to the next birthday. Mr. Honeybell, being six years younger than I, is forever teasing me about my old age. When I was younger, I assumed that I would recognize middle age by the wrinkles on my face, or the gray hairs on my head, which has already occurred. If you follow me on Twitter, you may have seen that I have arthritis in my freaking toe. However I've found that there are more insidious implications that foretell my future at Shady Acres:-I immediately noticed when Gray Squirrels moved into the neighborhood, and was pleased that they seem to get along with the Red Squirrels.-I am considering the purchase of an outdoor thermometer to place in front of the kitchen window.-I have a pack of Kleenex in my purse.-I carry a purse.-Madonna is almost 50.-I drank a rum and coke last night to help me sleep.-I own a day of the week pill box, with thyroid medication in it.-The song that was playin...
Hey Memphis - Get Me A Juice Box Beyotch!
2008-04-08 08:29:00 *disclaimer: This blog post's title and content are meant to be humorous. If you viewed this post and hilarity did not ensue, please sent hate mail to ineedasenseofhumor[at]pooru[dot]com. If you do not and did not follow United States college basketball, please disregard this post entirely. More About: Juice , Memphis
My Favorite Part of The Book Was The Cover Art
2008-04-07 09:34:00 At the beginning of spring break I bought a book. This was the first reading for leisure I'd done since starting school way back in June, and I was ecstatic. I love to read, and before my life went to hell (that would be starting school), I'd read several books in a week.The much anticipated purchase was Eat Pray Love by Elizabeth Gilbert. Several people I know had raved about it, I've seen bloggers talk about how great it was, and it's on the best seller's list. This should be a no brainer, right?But then I began reading. The more I read, the more I wanted to smack our self absorbed, egomaniac heroine, Miss Gilbert. The writing? Well it was great. The subject matter? I found it fascinating. The Writer? Drove me fucking crazy. Yes - we get it, she can speak Italian ok? I completely understand she is a world traveler. Good for her! So is my 12 year old son. Oh and who could forget? She Meditates. She lived at an Ashram and scrubbed floors. Wonderful! She wins... More About: Book , Cover , Part , Favorite , Cover Art
Creepiest / Coolest Photoshop Job Ever
2008-04-04 02:46:00 I found this rendition of Homer Simpson at Pixeloo while using StumbleUpon. While I am totally amazed at this guys obvious talent, at the same time I am completely repulsed by looking at it. Yet I cannot. Stop. Staring.Nice of me to share huh?Definitely check out Pixeloo though. Because really, who could get enough of this? It's only been around since March, but there is a rendition of Mario (Super Mario Bros.) and the author has set up a poll on who people would like to see next. I voted for Stewie Griffin! More About: Photoshop
Creepiest / Coolest Photoshop Job Ever
2008-04-04 02:46:00 I found this rendition of Homer Simpson at Pixeloo while using StumbleUpon. While I am totally amazed at this guys obvious talent, at the same time I am completely repulsed by looking at it. Yet I cannot. Stop. Staring.Nice of me to share huh?Definitely check out Pixeloo though. Because really, who could get enough of this? It's only been around since March, but there is a rendition of Mario (Super Mario Bros.) and the author has set up a poll on who people would like to see next. I voted for Stewie Griffin! More About: Photoshop
Celebrities Who Could Be My Baby Daddy
2008-04-02 18:38:00 My mother once told me "I almost bought a movie, because it came with a poster of Brad Pitt. But when I thought about it, Good Lord, I'm 54 years old. That would make me a dirty old lady."I've decided to embrace my inner dirty old lady, and share with you my favorite celebrity crushes. Mr. Honeybell and I have a deal. If this man:should one day proclaim himself to be sexually available to Honeybell--I can be all over that. The same can be said should this beautiful woman declare her burning need for Mr. Honeybell.We're both crossing our fingers. Mine used to be Mel Gibson, but then he turned into "Crazy Alcoholic Anti-Semite Man". That just kind of quashes any burning flames in my nether regions.I'm cheating on poor Joaquin though. Because if we didn't have four kids already, I'd be so willing to have their babies:1.I adore Mike Rowe. Not only is he so cute in that "boy next door" way, but his show "Dirty Jobs" is great, he's obviously very intelligent, and I love t... More About: Baby , Celebrities , Daddy
Celebrities Who Could Be My Baby Daddy
More articles from this author:2008-04-02 18:38:00 My mother once told me "I almost bought a movie, because it came with a poster of Brad Pitt. But when I thought about it, Good Lord, I'm 54 years old. That would make me a dirty old lady."I've decided to embrace my inner dirty old lady, and share with you my favorite celebrity crushes. Mr. Honeybell and I have a deal. If this man:should one day proclaim himself to be sexually available to Honeybell--I can be all over that. The same can be said should this beautiful woman declare her burning need for Mr. Honeybell.We're both crossing our fingers. Mine used to be Mel Gibson, but then he turned into "Crazy Alcoholic Anti-Semite Man". That just kind of quashes any burning flames in my nether regions.I'm cheating on poor Joaquin though. Because if we didn't have four kids already, I'd be so willing to have their babies:1.I adore Mike Rowe. Not only is he so cute in that "boy next door" way, but his show "Dirty Jobs" is great, he's obviously very intelligent, and I love t... More About: Baby , Celebrities , Daddy 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 |
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