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 every day this week was...

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: ...

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 characters are really...

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 jokes were so cheesy...

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" to "saw a headline...

Goal for The Weed: post in this blog every single day for one week starting today. Every day. Goal for you: don't judge me if what I produce is below the standard of quality that you are accustomed to here at The Weed. I know I've probably coddled you, and that you...

My girls have always been inordinately obsessed with Michael Jackson. I have no idea why. I think it started when I showed Anna Thriller at the tender age of three and then she asked to watch it pretty much daily for like a month. (Don't you love when people say they...