Holy crap. We got out of the house!

Mark the date. On July 28, 2006, Mel and her children GOT OUT OF THE HOUSE.

And I don't mean for one of Colin's many speech/occupational therapy sessions or special classes, or for doctor's visits, or to pick up tampons at WalMart. I mean out...to....

(drumroll please)

Bevery Hills!

Now don't get all excited. Hubby Dave works there. He took us in for Pizza Day.

But who gives a hoot...we got OUT! Out. Mwah-hah-hah-hah!

Not that I really needed** it or anything. I mean things are under control in the house. Really. Truly. I mean it.

(Okay, so...when can I get the fuck out AGAIN??? Foam, foam, gurgle, lather...)

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