Since Janice is pregnant she has a super doppler sense of smell. If a stinkbug farts in the attic, she’ll stop what she’s doing and look at me accusingly while … Continue reading Leaky Pipes
Happy 3rd Anniversary, Janice! I’m happy I married you. Hopefully this “poem” doesn’t cause you to regret that decision… Janice, she’s the she for me She’s the one for me, … Continue reading Janice, she’s the she for me
Friday I had to babysit while Janice went out to eat with some of friends. I’m not complaining because another friend of her’s had dropped off a big bowl of … Continue reading Eggs in the Toaster
Maybe I could anoint it with oil. Maybe I could cast a demon out of it. That way the repair costs would fit into our budget, unless of course the anointing oil was more than $2.
It’s finally raining again in Goshen, Indiana. The backyard was so dry that even a colorblind man could see that the grass lacked green. This means that when my chickens, … Continue reading Rain, Flies, Cooking Shows, & A New Mattress