I have two MAJOR thoughts for the day:

1. I can think of so many things I'd rather do for 12 years - go to school, run a business, slowly gain 500 pounds eating cheesecake and pizza - than be pregnant. But no, the fertile showoff, Michelle Duggar, would have us believe being pregnant with your 19th child, is such an awesome thing. Can you hear her poor uterus screaming from Arkansas? At least they are self-sufficient and raising their children without public assistance, but good grief they really need to find a new hobby.

2. Tomorrow night, I'm going to cheat on my husband if my new boyfriend will allow it:

I've got an extra pair of granny panties and my best Playtex Cross Your Heart, sitting out, waiting to be thrown at my man Bret. He's also bringing his buddies, Def Leppard and Cheap Trick, so if things don't work out between us, I'll have some additional options. I can't friggin' wait. My spandex is pressed, Aqua Net is full, and blue eyeshadow is ready to be applied.

BRING IT ON!