Thursday, January 22, 2009

Underwear stories.

I was disappointed today to find that there were no used underwear under the step stool in the bathroom. Because it would have so much more easily explained the smell in there.

This is what my life has come to.

1 comment:

ca sister said...

There ought to be a prologue to What to Expect When You're Expecting that goes into the *consequences* of being *expecting*. A lifetime of cleaning up gross things. Washing, wiping, washing and wiping. And whining (theirs, mostly, not ours!), complaining and arguing. Oh yeah -- the love, hugs and kisses, triumphs, achievements, pride and all the other great stuff. Mostly, though, a heads-up on the gross stuff would have been great. It's good birth control!