I'm 31 flirty and fabulous, a stay-at-home mom to four crazy boys, wife to one terrific and long-suffering man (who claims he doesn't like being called Mr. Big Fat Gini, so I kind of wonder if it's one those things where maybe he's just jealous that I have a bigger career than he does, no matter that it's a non-paying gig) and a registered Republican. I also listen to Rush Limbaugh regularly so be advised (and cue the mass exodus of readers).
That's the short version. If you want the extended version, read on...
Jonathan and I met via AOL Personals back before the Internet was cool and when people who met online were appearing on Jerry Springer (now appearing behind a defendant's table near you). It was love, or something like it, at first sight and before he could change his mind, I got knocked up and dragged him to the altar! We've been married for almost eleven years now and if you asked him I'm pretty sure he would say that each day it gets a little easier to resist the urge to kill me in my sleep!
Shortly after our wedding, we welcomed our first child, Andrew. He is, of course, brilliant, talented and funny just like his dad mom!
Insert a move from Fort Worth to Memphis and Memphis to an Undisclosed Location in southern(ish) Texas and about seven years and we have the most adorable four year old on the planet, Blake.
And so we were all very happy after Blake's birth and for some reason one day I said to Mr. Big Fat Gini, "we should totally do this again!" And by again, what I really meant was NOT sometime in the next three months. But because someone out there thinks that I have a fabulous sense of humor, we found out just six months after Blake was born that we were expecting not one, but two new little boys! Five short days after Blake's first birthday (at 38 weeks, 1 day...and you bet I'm patting myself on the back!) we welcomed Reese and Riley.
And so there you have it, folks. Our life in a
