Okay...before everyone sends me hate comments about my Terri Schiavo post, let me just say this....My brother as already argued the other side...I am not a cruel person by any means and I do not like for people to suffer....My main argument is that whether we like it or not it is her husbands decision. I am very sensitive today so please if you have a different opinion that is great and feel free to express it but please try to do so as my brother did in a way that is not insulting or personal.
I was considering a new layout, a new title, well just an overall new feel to my blog. I mean some things have changed since I first started recording my thoughts and feelings of the going ons in my everyday life. Well, I am no longer taking Paxil and well, crap.....I think that is it. I thought the poop was really no longer an issue as well until this week. Someone decided that an oopsie poopsie was not something they might share with their mother. You know the lady who does the laundry. I was blessed with the joy, upon removing clean clothes form the laundry, an overwhelming smell of shit. Yep, SHIT!!!! I had almost all the clothes in the dryer and noticed a wad, a ball, a massive roll of poop. Apparently someone had pooped enough in their underwear and then just snuck it into the dirty laundry. GROSS!!!! I mean really?!?!?!? You don't think you might have at least given me a heads up so that I could pre-clean the undies. Man, boys are so gross!
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