Nate's contribution

I have, as of late, been uninspired and unable to deem myself worthy of capturing any thoughts onto, what used to be paper but is now, this blog. In such a state I sat myself along side my husband and expressed such lament. To which he replied with such a look as to warrant further probing. He, sitting knowingly, turned away to face forward and suggested in a way that was more matter of fact than abstract that I should simply write about something with which I was quite well acquainted and something that was sure to create laughter from a wide range of perspective viewers. What could it be I wondered, internally as to not disturb the unusual way he had preserved the punch line. I patiently awaited his epiphany. He looked at me and with some glint in his eye exclaimed....

POO!!

It is funny the world around he explained. Everyone has some experience with it. I myself deal with Hazel's everyday, he reminded me. He was so pleased with himself. He just turned front and continued watching the television as if he had now imparted his wisdom upon me and I should somehow be falling to his feet and thanking him for abolishing my writers block.
Smirk faced and watching for my reaction out of the corner of his eye, he sat in quiet repose. I rose form the couch, silently, and headed off for my computer. Good thing I have him. How else would I arrive at such wonderful subject matter??

so anyone else think Nathan is funnier than Poo??




trust me you dont want a graphic on this one.

Butt Crack

Sorry to all of my readers for the long hiatus from my writings. Life, as luck would have it, has seen fit to throw me a couple of curve balls. I have been intently trying to swing for the fences but can not, it would seem, make a connection with the ball. The result of all of the life, that clearly I am viewing as some sort of sport, is I am not feeling altogether funny. However, this morning I was cleaning the children with my usual absentmindedness. My two youngest were in the shower, laughing and seemingly having a good time. I was sitting at my computer in the adjoining room. I hear the door of the shower slide open and then shut again. As I turn my gaze from the bluish light of the screen to the opening of my door I am greeted with the naked baby butt of my littlest one. She turns back to see if I have come out of my Facebook stupor to find she has broken free and is not afraid to pee right on the floor. Seeing that I was looking right at her and that she was found out she made a face at me, giggled diabolically, and ran out of the room thus snapping me out of my rather melancholy mood.
Thank goodness for little children for making us chase their little naked butts through the house while they are sopping wet with the eminent threat of "going".

Nocturnal

Sometimes it is just a good idea to go outside in your underwear, in the rain, and dance for the neighbors. Therapy has nothing on a good booty shake whilst others 'could be' watching. No matter that is is late and they are probably sleeping. The only stipulation is the underwear should be, at least slightly, exciting. I do, however, have some suggestions to make the event even nicer. Laugh. Be sure to have an escape route so that, upon an untimely or unwanted discovery, you can make a quick get away. Loose inhibitions. Recruit a fun partner. Laugh. Build courage by popping out from behind something in short dancing bursts. Get a scarf to twirl. (or cover yourself strategically with) Laugh. Smell the rain and let it wash over you. Laugh. Feel the earth beneath your feet. Laugh. Act like you did before life fell on you. Laugh. Laugh. Laugh. Laugh.