I mean... Shit. Really. I meant to make the "and we're off" post the last one, until this, and it's only been a couple of minutes. Good God, life moves fast at my house.

My husband just hollered to me. "HUNNNNY COME HERE YOU HAVE TO SEE THIS" Stupid me went to go see.

He's taken a shit and it's wrapped around the bowl. He saved it for me. I guess that's love.

I swear it's almost all the way around the bowl. How in the world do you walk around with that kind of shit in you?

Peace out!

norman