When Life Hands You Lemons Buy a Six Pack of Coronas to go With Them

Well I can dwell and be depressed or I can keep busy while waiting for things to resolve. I think I'll keep busy.

A good friend brought by some summer squash from her garden last night. I also had on hand some tomatoes my in-laws had given me. Tonight we had a delcious vegetable casserole with our dinner. It contained garlic, onion, squash and tomatoes. I topped it with gluten-free bread crumbs and cashew cheese. (I can't call it nut cheese anymore. My husband laughs too much.) It was a wonderful and delicious way to use up nature's bounty.
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The kids and I went south this weekend to visit my parents, a four hour drive. Those little DVD players that plug into your car socket are ingenious. I could give the person who invented them a big ole kiss maybe even some oral sex.

Anyway it was a great visit. My mother did all the cooking and cleaning. I felt guilty but thoroughly enjoyed it regardless.

On the way down Azure pointed out an orchard to Sammy and asked him if he thought the trees were pretty.

He said that they were and somebody might want to stop and pee on them.

Is this a guy thing?
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I've mentioned cafemom on here before, my favorite spectator sport. It's fun to watch somebody make a post and then see the fur fly.

I decided to open a new account and make a fake post to see what people would say. Here was my post. I spelled some words incorrectly on purpose.


"I hope somebody can help me. I have the worst problim.

My husband farts all night long. In the morning the bedroom stinks so bad that I can't stand it. The first thing I like to do in the morning is have a cigarette. Only it stinks too bad in the room for me to stay. I'm also afraid that if I light a match all the gas will make the room explode.

I can't go in another room. This is the only room in the house I can smoke in because the kids are not allowed in my room.

Can somebody tell me if their is some kind of pill I can give my husband so he doesn't smell so bad?"


I then had to give the computer up to my husband for about 25 minutes. When I sat down to read all the scathing replies on the dangers of secondhand smoke and swamp gas, my post was gone, as was my fake account!

Cafemom doesn't allow multiple accounts, darn them.

I know the only reason it got deleted was because it got heated. There's nothing like stirring the pot and not even getting to taste the soup. :-(