And the pregnancy dreams continue. There’s never a dull moment inside my head during the night while sleeping.
I was at a child’s birthday party at Saddam Hussein’s house. Yes, Saddam Hussein. Â And we were the only two guys there. Just my luck. And he was so excited that he wasn’t the only one. So excited that he kept me in the kitchen while the moms and kids partied in the other room. “Come, please sit, and eat,” he offered with a warm smile but slightly awkward.