This blog entry is for the lowest common denominator of my blog readers. This morning someone (I won’t specify who…but it wasn’t Josh) was sitting cuddled up with Henson, when she farted. A stinky one. Henson looked up, sniffed the air, then walked about 15 feet away, sat down and looked at me me with Read More
Henson has the trots, Montezuma’s revenge, the runs, the crazy poopies, the squirts, the nasty-stankies, the ‘rhea. He had them several times yesterday, and woke Josh and I up at 3 a.m., 4:30 a.m., 6 a.m., 9 a.m., and 10 a.m. to run out and go. He has gone several times since then. Problem is, Read More
I know this is a strange entry…and is perhaps a bit immodest. But, people have told me that their favorite part of my blog is my honesty. So…I’m being brutally honest. When you eat asparagus, your pee stinks. Okay, maybe not your pee, since only 50% of the population has the pleasure of this phenomenon. Read More