by The Weed | Mar 18, 2012 | The Weed
And I actually did have a post ready for my seventh day. I did not fizzle out like some poor attention deficit riddled firework that gets ready to explode and then just… dies. But, for probably one of the first times, Wife put a veto on the post that I was going...
by The Weed | Mar 15, 2012 | The Weed
As wife was cooking dinner Anna said: “Mommy, what’s that disgusting smell. It smells like poo. And oranges.” Then during dinner she insisted on wearing a blanket over head so as to not smell the dinner. Aaaaand I’m spent. Getting up at 5:30...
by The Weed | Mar 14, 2012 | The Weed
Um, Wife and I need your help with something. While I would stop short of calling Wife a hoarder, we do have an issue where she insists on collecting stuff that is… garbage. Like the other day. I was digging around in a drawer, and I pulled this out. Me: ...
by The Weed | Mar 13, 2012 | The Weed
Wife likes to watch crime shows. She doesn’t like me around when she watches her programs because she says I get too snooty about them. She’s probably right. I don’t mean to get snooty. It’s just that for some of those shows (NCIS!) the...
by The Weed | Mar 12, 2012 | The Weed
I went to the eye-doctor recently. I’ve always kind of hated going to the optometrist/ophthalmologist/oculist/occultist (did you catch that joke there? It’s a doozie!) because I always felt like a spectacle (oh, another one! I’m on a roll!) (Those...
by The Weed | Mar 11, 2012 | The Weed
Two things for today: First, a brief word of caution: I’ve read several studies now that indicate that the hour shift for daylight savings increases risk of heart attack in humans. (That sentence is only accurate if you change “read several studies”...