The Second Oldest Profession

Rocco:  You look nice this morning. Me:  No. Rocco:  *waggles eyebrows* Me:  No. Rocco:  *jerks head towards bedroom* Me:  No. Rocco:  I didn't even ask anything yet. Me:  No. Rocco:  Let's go in the other room and ravage each other. Me:  No. Rocco:  No?  Are you sure? Me:  *stare* Rocco: …

The M Word

Apparently it's going to take me more than three months to not squirm at the "m word."  And no, I don't mean moist. So.  I've been a...*cough*...a mo...*swallow*...a moth...*cough, cough*...a mothe...*ahem*...a MOTHER (there I said it!) for three months.  Three months.  THREE.  MONTHS.  (Hey, Jenny Slater.) Also?  Please don't expect…