Wednesday, January 25, 2006

Some days

. . . I have to ask myself: How could any combination of food possibly create such obnoxious gas?

I'd like to say that I'm talking about my seventh graders. Yep. I'd like to say that.

7 comments:

KC said...

i am so looking forward to chicago. i have been farting away myself, and i imagine horrific combinations of smells!!

jm said...

Hmmm, are you two sharing a room? I feel for the housekeeping staff.

Anonymous said...

Welcome to my world. And I have no 7th graders to blame ...

Anonymous said...

Sure, blame the 7th graders...I know how our family is! J/K!

Heidi

Anonymous said...

And the true test of a relationship - I think I have a keeper....

aemelia said...

I blame the Zeitgeist. Everyboy's health conscious. Too many fruits and vegetables. And lentils.

LH said...

i'm in the middle of watching a dvd called happy endings. quite a few farting references in there.

so far so good. i just had to take a blogging break. ( so maybe not a huge award winner.)