I’m no hound, but I might know why,
You get so many growls, 
It’s evident to me, at least,
Why those near you wish to cowl

You bark and snarl far too much, 
Your voice is louder than you think, 
And contrary to what you may believe,
You’re excrement does, in fact, stink 

So, turn it down a few dozen notches,
And jump off that pedestal,
Lest everyone around you think,
You’re really just a tool

-Just bringing in the new year with a bang! Happy New Year, all. 💜

Not-So-Fly Swatter

*Mature Content

Under the bed lies leather fly swatter,
M bought from an Amish donut store.
But, he never swats flies,
Just the backs of my thighs;
Each wallup creating (his) belly laughter.

-Photo is mine; limerick created as per M’s instruction. He’s been daydreaming of taking it with us to the next play party, lol.


The girls have stopped asking for ‘actual good food’, but then began to write ‘Chinese take out’ on the board every week for their food requests. I kept erasing it, so now they’ve resorted to writing on the board the things we verbally say no to, food or not. My oldest (she’s 15, Gods help us) wants another pair of Doc Martens and I said no. Last night she asked for a McFlurry and I said no. I woke up to this on the board….except that last phrase is M’s handwriting, lol.