Poop, Paxil, and Pageantry

So MamaDuck was kind enough to share the poonami with us. I told her if she showed hers , I would show mine. The bad part is, the only copy I could find, was the one I SCRAPBOOKED. I know, I am sick. I have said this many times before. I think poop, farts and pretty much all bodily functions are nature's comedy show. Well, here is what Emily produced for my friend Tara. This was just the beginning. She had five days worth of crap to get out. Luckily I was breastfeeding and the odor was tolerable. Update: I know you can see her labia (what a funny ass word). I figured since it was covered in poop, the sickos wouldn't like it. So, if you are a big pervert, move along. Poop is funny, not exciting. Update to another post: If you are going to play, Leave a comment on the above link and I will be able to make a list of links for people to visit. Let's share these beauties!!!

Here on Ft. Carson, we have a bit of a problem with people NOT picking up their dog's treasures (giant piles of shit). I have small children who play in my yard and I do not want them mistaking poop for tootsie rolls (ugh....I have told you, Ethan will eat anything). I may have to follow his lead . Mean, I know. Apparently, It was effective . I cannot remember how I came across Curbed Enthusiasm, but I appreciate his straight forward sense of humor . He calls it like he sees it and talk about funny. Damn this guy cracks me up. I recommend you ladies who have had children, do not view until you have made a potty run. Thanks 007 for making my blogroll a funnier place to visit.

I know, I know. It isn't Friday yet. I am trying to give everyone time to do some searching. I thought it would be fun if anyone who wants to play posted a picture of themselves as young wee folk. If you are really brave, try to find a really nice embarrassing photo. You know, the sitting on the potty photo, the food all over the face photo, or better yet the eighties bad hair photo. I know that is more like an older wee folk, but I bet you all have some pretty funny pictures. Side Note: JackArmy, if you do not have any, I would love to e-mail you a few. Especially highschool. You were one of the most beautiful babies, but highschool......Not so pretty. I am kidding...uhm.....Okay...Maybe not.

Here I am, pinning Clint's new rank on. I know you all want to share in ALL the glory.

Today the masses have gathered. Clint is being promoted to Specialist. The kids and I will be heading up to his office this afternoon for the "ceremony". We already have problems deciding what to do with all of our riches. Now the cash will just overflow. We will never be nearly as rich as Bill Gates. So, I send this message. "Bill, I know that we are rich beyond our wildest dreams, after this HUGE promotion to Specialist. We will never be as rich as you. We hope that as you are sitting at your desk at home, cruising the net, you find our little blogs. Feel free to stop by hubby's blog and donate to his student loan fund. It is a mere 33,000 dollars. I believe you earn that in something like 2 minutes. I figure if you, the great Bill Gates, pays off Clint's student loan, we can spend these newly acquired riches on things like groceries, diapers, and of course the internet (So very important)." I do hope you realize this post is oozing sarcasm. Be careful!!! ...

Today, I would like to share a bit of my wisdom. Sometimes your the bird and sometimes you are the car. Look into getting one of these for Grandma. This would make trips to the zoo a lot easier I thought this would be handy for hubby at night. Maybe, just maybe, there would be less "missing". If you have a dog, It is all about the training. It's just the way things go. Climb up out of it and wash it off. What Kofi Annan may be doing one day.

Since it is self portrait friday , I thought I would show you a picture of me yesterday before "it ALL went down" and after. BEFORE AFTER