can't a sister get a wife?

I have an apology.

If I've seemed distracted when talking to any of all y'all recently, it is simply because I am evaluating your viability as a sister wife. I wasn't trying to be rude.

I also have a confession.

I would totally say yes to some sister wives, should Peter fall, crack his head and wake up a nutty fundamentalist Mormon. Srsly, what would be so bad? We've got the pool -- we could do the full immersion baptisms right here in our own backyard. And God knows, this house is plenty big enough. And, in all honesty, I'd be happy to wear some sacred undergarments, esp. if they helped hold my muffin top in check.

In the time it took to find the picture of Barb and Nicky and Margene at their weekly meeting on the interwebs, I came up with a bajillion reasons why expanding our family would be great. If you are at all interested, here's where we need the help:

1. Housework: right now the board of health should shut this filthy place down. So any of you anal retentive organizer-types, the sky is the limit as to what you could accomplish in the #2 slot.

2. Sex. Puh-leeze. I'd be happy to take a night or two off here and there.

3. Childcare: Teens welcome!

4. Clothes: 1 big marriage = 1 big closet.

But, remember potential sister wife #4, it's Prada or Nada....