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Here boys, a little hockey action for ya along with a really cool song by the Tragically Hip.

I’m bored right now so I thought I’d tell you about an incident that happened a couple months ago. Warning - don’t read this if you’re squeamish or if you’ve just eaten.

My husband invited a co-worker and his girlfriend over for supper one night. They have a daughter who is a little younger than our own, so I would guess she’s about one and a half.

Well at this point in my daughter’s potty training stage, she was taking off her diaper to have a poop, but then she’d put the turds on the floor of her play room downstairs. I’d go down to check on her and the smell would hit me. Then I’d have to go search the whole basement for turds.

Anyway, when these guests came over for supper, I warned them about the turd flinging my daughter likes to do before they went downstairs to play. I figured I had picked them all up, but I thought I’d warn them just in case.

Sure enough, a few minutes later while I was doing the supper dishes I heard, “Oh my God, she’s eating a turd!”

Somehow their daughter had managed to find a little sneaky turd and had put it in her mouth. She probably thought it was a big raisin or something. I guess most mothers would be embarrassed if this happened to them, but not me. Maybe I’m weird. But it wasn’t my turd, it was my daughter’s. If it was mine, that’d be a totally different story!

My new favorite song.

UPDATE: This video doesn’t work anymore and I can’t remember for the life of me what this song was. I guess it couldn’t have been that good.

Well, it’s becoming quite clear that I’m no longer able to work while Joey is awake.

The first thing he does is come over to the desk and play with the keyboard. Now every time I write a post it ends up looking like this

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It’s getting too frustrating. I’ll just have to wait until he’s in bed. That sucks.

I should never have bought Final Fantasy XII. I’m a total addict.

I have Final Fantasy VII, VIII, XI, X, X-2 and now XII. It’s a wonder I get any work done at all. If you love role playing games (RPGs) then you’ll go crazy for Final Fantasy.

I’m probably the only mother I know of that plays it. Most guys are really surprised when they find out I play Final Fantasy. It’s the perfect way to relieve stress and take your mind off things.

There’s so many things to do so you never get sick of it. If I could, I would play for an entire 24 hours straight. Maybe I’ll even dress up as one of the characters for Halloween next October. I’d have to lose a few pounds though because all of the female characters wear pretty skanky outfits. (I’m sure that’s one of the reasons it’s so popular with the pervs.)

Now I’m going to end this post and get back to my game!

We’ve had so much snow here this year, it’s almost unbelievable. I don’t remember having this much snow since I was a kid.

Well in the north part of town where my stepdad’s parents live, they still pick up garbage from the back alley. In my part of town, each household has a garbage bin that we roll out to the front curb every week. This way the garbage truck doesn’t have to deal with all the snow in the alleys.

My stepdad’s father, he doesn’t walk his garbage out to the back like everyone else. He drags it through the house out the front door, into his nice car, and drives it around the block to the back and dumps it in his alley where it gets picked up every week. He says it’s easier that way.

I think it’s time to go over there and shovel his back walk for him.

Well it hasn’t even been a full day since I started this blog and I’ve already got a really disgusting story to write about.

As I mentioned in my first post, my daughter Morgan is in the potty training stage. She was in the bathroom tonight and I thought I heard my son Joey crawl in there too. I walked in there to check on them and sure enough they’re both standing at the toilet and Joey is EATING THE TOILET PAPER FROM IN THE TOILET!!

I just started screaming “OH MY GOD. THAT’S DISGUSTING! THAT’S DISGUSTING!”

It was an easy enough mess to clean, but my stomach won’t stop turning every time I think of it. At least it was only #1 in the toilet and not #2.

So that’s it folks. This is probably what the rest of this blog will be like since this is usually the only ‘exciting’ thing that ever happens in my life.

I’ve been sitting here at the computer for awhile now. Every two minutes I pick up my empty can of Diet Coke, thinking that more pop has magically reappeared and I get disappointed every time. Am I the only one that does that?

Anyway, after the tenth try to rediscover some pop, I thought I’d do something more constructive. I have precious minutes until both my kids wake up, so I thought that I’d start my own blog.

Now, if people want to find out more about me, they can just read this. Some days I might be writing about my adventures with an empty can of Diet Coke, other days I might be telling you about my latest brilliant idea to make money.

Probably most days there will be posts about my silly kids or my recent pet peeves. I just thought it would be nice to have a place where I can write down almost anything and have others read it too if they like.

Keep in mind, that my daughter is now going through the potty training stage which means there might be some pee or poop stories. That seems to be the story of my life lately. One kid is pooping ON the potty, not IN the potty while the other one is pooping in his diaper and getting it squished up his back.

On second thought, maybe I should just keep those to myself.

Well, I better quit while I’m ahead (if I am ahead), but please feel free to post comments or email me if you have any questions. And don’t forget to sign up for the RSS in the sidebar so you don’t miss anything.

If you don’t know what RSS is, it stands for Really Simple Syndication. It basically allows you to ‘bookmark’ sites and keep them in one place so you can see when they are updated without signing up for a newsletter or checking each site manually. I like to use My Yahoo, but you can use whichever service you like.

So until next time,

Cassie Germsheid