The bad news: I live in a house with two Scorpios. The good news: Lulu is a Leo.
Big Mo turned the Big 33 today. Good times abounded: Massage (pros, not my rub-a-dub-dub, you're done); religion; culture at the Detroit Institute of Arts; good food; good sweets and, soon enough, neck-twisting and booty-shaking at 50-and-still-kinda-sorta-kicking-it Madonna.
I've gushed enough about Big Mo, but a little more couldn't hurt. I'm one lucky doobie. Look at her. Look at me. She makes me laugh, she tolerates most of my poop jokes and has the world's biggest, toughtest heart ... even if she does insist on dressing our daughter in Halloween gear six months a year.
Who loves ya, baby?