That's right, who's your momma? Karen did a friggin' awesome job. I love it!!!! I have to see if I am going to get some buttons for all of you to put on your site. You know not that I am a blog whore or anything. Okay, I am. Is there a twelve step program for attention junkies like me? And my therapist says I am not crazy. Bwhahahahahahaha......I have her fooled. Oh yes, I am on my way to see her in about nine minutes. I made an appointment to see about taking Welbutrin instead of PAxil. I hear it is supposed to help with Cigarette smoking. No, I have not cheated. I want to every now and then. I would really like something to make it easier though. This shit is such a bitch.
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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