Sunday, May 15, 2011

Anything but fine

I finally succumbed to buying new running shoes after attempting to wear my regular, very light weight, flexible, perfect for running, shoes with the new insoles and feeling the pain in the old foot irritate the poop out of me. 

Speaking of poop, I got to have the joy of scooping out (or to put it more accurately, ladling) poop, from  from a boy who has no interest in potty training, out of the bathtub this evening.

Finally, I want to take a wad of tissue and shove it up my husband's nose if he does not stop sniffling.  Seriously, it is as annoying as hearing fingernails on the chalkboard. 


  1. New sneakers are great, aren't they? I can't believe how stupidly happy I am with my own.

    Ohhhh, the bathtub scoop! Yea, I've been there. In fact, my sister has a photo of when she was watching the peapod overnight and was sitting beside the tub and my darling daughter offered her a turd with an outstretched arm. Ahhh, memories.

  2. UGH! I HATED the stage of pooping in the tub!


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