I don't know if it's the fact we finally got past the emotions of my woman being back or that we found out we're having a son, but Carrigan has been like a cat in heat since we got back to the clubhouse this morning. I'm not complaining about f*****g her four times today, not even a little bit. Hell, I could get used to this s**t. However, it's dinner time, and I think giving our family the news about the baby is important. It's the one good thing we have to celebrate lately.
Instead of everyone sitting wherever in the common room tonight, we got the long tables out and set them up so we could all eat together. Faylinn even pitched a fit until Shamrock and Medic let her come out too. They got her a more comfortable chair since she's still hooked to an IV and technically shouldn't be o
