Well, he finally did something stupid. He got his buddy signed into the ARMY and then went drinking. This morning I got him up early so that he wouldn't sleep off his hangover. and made him a nice breakfast of eggs and ham fried in bacon grease a nice big piece of toast and cup of coffee. He only ate half then revisited his old friend ralph.

Breakfast was followed by raking the leaves in the yard into lines so the dad could mulch them for the garden, then cleaning the gutters. After lunch he's vacuuming the cobwebs out of the basement for mom.

My Grandma Smith would be so proud.


I'm sure his excuse will be that he's shipping over to Iraq in Feb, but i already know that he wants to go and get it over with so he doesn't get pulled to go later. So his punishment for me babysitting
him while my family took care of our tired, cranky, just-woke-up-and-wants-mommy 8 month old while he passed out over the toilet for 2 hours while everyone but me (I'm married to him. I just moved him out of the way) had to hold it, and the reamovingof his puked on(guh!) bots is hard labor.