Wednesday, January 19, 2011

3 strikes

Strike one: Greta made it all the way into the library bathroom stall, and then pee'd her pants standing right in front of the toilet.

Strike two: Ozzie ran excitedly down the drive-way to show me an icicle he found. Before i could slow him down he face planted on the cement, and broke his icicle.

Strike three: I just became fully aware that the only jeans i like and that fit me these days, have a growing hole right in the front of the crotch.

time for bed. i'm so out.