Thank you to the anon commenter who pointed out that my comments should read Now you're talking and not now your talking. I am watching way too much Blues Clues. I swear having three children under the age of three is making me dumber by the day. I used to run a restaurant for god's sake. I fired people. I cut costs. I handled distributers. I used to be some what intelligent. Now....I can not spell, use correct punctuation, or grammar. I apologize to all of you with more then half a brain. Please continue to point out my mistakes, I will fix them. Maybe that way, not everyone will know I am a complete idiot.
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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