Not-so Hot Tub

I'm not entirely sure what Ken thought he would find when he walked in on me in the middle of my sudsy hot bubble bath, but judging from the look on his face, it wasn't a naked wife exfoliating her gnarly feet and trimming her toenails. By the way, yes, he lost that lovin feeling.

Changing it around

Now that I have officially grown to hate Facebook I am returning to my original venting platform, this old blog of mine.  And I'm just going to record things that occur to me, not events as in the past.  So basically what I'm trying to get across is that any readers that come across this blog will simply not care for what I have to say and that is fine!

Anyhow, today I warned Shannon as he headed out to the bus stop that he needed to be careful because there was a lot of black ice.  Shannon looked at me funny and said, why do I have to watch out for black guys?  Well because they could make you fall flat on your ass, obviously.