. . . and, now what you don't know about me is that I can be very irreverant, and pretty sarcastic. Really all I need is an invitation. Like when I call my husband a "star-tard" (And you would have too.) Or when we call Pearl "Pesticle". I really don't know why there is this strange holy and irreverant dichotomy within me (well, I could venture a guess) I just know that sometimes it's a damn hard balance to strike.