Poor Damn Clint. This is the second time he has had the oppotunity to ride in a blackhawk and it has fallen through. I'll be damned if on the frist day of spring we have a damn winter snow. He was supposed to fly around in a blackhawk with General Cody, the Vice Chief of Staff of the Army. He will still get to meet General Cody, but they will be cruising in a van. Damn the luck. Well, I guess at least I do not have to worry as much....shit that is wrong......they could slide off the road. I love snow, but I hate shitty weather.
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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