I was starting what would have been a lovely post (wink wink, like my posts are ever "lovely"). My children were quietly sitting behind me on the couch indulging themselves with a bowl of freshly popped popcorn. They began to increase in volume, but I with my vast skill set, was still able to ignore them. They finally became so loud I had to turn to offer up the quick sshhh. What to my wondering eyes should appear? Two toodlers that had to be spanked on the rear.
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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