Gross Things I Do

I drink from Alex’s sippy cup. At the beginning it was the only way I could get him to drink from it. He wanted it because I had it. Now, I think it’s communal. I also pick his nose. Which is gross. But it grosses me out more to see that boogie just sitting there. […]

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Very Superstitious

So while reading Pamela’s story about a steering wheel that kills people (that’s how I read it, at least) I remembered: I’m a little bit superstitious. This come from a number of places within my psyche: 1) I have an over active imagination 2) I’m a little paranoid 3) I think I have the ability […]

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Maturity Now, Please

I found this post I wrote and then decided not to post. I thought it might be a wee bit to snarky. Looking back I’ve decided it does amuse me and so I’m putting it up for your amusement as well. Also, this house stuff is busy work. So, I’m going to be cheating like […]

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