Good morning, kittens.
As some of you may know, one of the major stumbling blocks in my relationship with Y is our stance on children. Basically, Y wants and I am not so sure (although last night I had a startling revelation, which needs a bit more introspection before I blog about it).
In the past few months, I have made the acquaintance of several fabulous FBWCs*, and, in reading their blogs, I learned that baby sitters make a lot of cash. Yes, cash. Tax Free. Non-reportable. Under the Table Income.
So, let's do a little math:
1. VUBOQ needs a job, but is not overly excited about the children.
2. VUBOQ's BF loves the children.
3. VUBOQ has been meeting the fabulous FBWCs.
Put it together and what have you got**?
VUBOQ pimps out his BF as a baby-sitter, taking 20% off the top (because scheduling is hard work. Srsly). Suh-weet.
Back in the real world, pottery class was good last night. I glazed two things. I trimmed Canister #3, a vase, and a mug. And, I picked up two finished items:
My First Plate EVER:
And, Canister #1:
More later. *smooches*
Oh, the Str8Guy has posted. Check it out.
*Female Bloggers with Children, because "Mommy Blogger" sounds so demeaning.
**Bibbity bobbity boo