Oh dear God, tomorrow is Self Portrait friday. I have had this nasty creativity block stuck in my ass all day. Please give me some sign. Anything. I am open to anything. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh, yes. Now I understand. You want to see us coming or going. Well, our front porches (with us on them). I think I can do that. Thank you God for listening and of course helping me. Uhm, do you think next week you could maybe hook me up a little sooner with an idea. I mean you are pretty busy and all, but I do have a blog to keep. Well, thanks again God. Peace out!!!
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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