Talk to me!
You're right that we didn't need to hear about the hidden Mickey, but somehow it's strangely interesting. How's that for uncomfortable?
Great interview even if you were the subject.
I gotta get on mine. I'm a slacker.
Great.
Now I'll be looking for my own hidden Mickey. Or Goofy.
That is your second poop chance gone. One more strike and I am running from this blog.
nice work going on over at styledash. you and josh got me reading regularly again.
Great interview! You two played quite nicely off each other.
I went and read it again and I must be stoopid. All I get from that besides the wonderful mood and those sweet Mr. Honey words is the symbolic death that occures when you accept your identity as a parent.
When you realize your destiny is far greater than anything you could read about, imagine or want. When you decide to rise up a brand new person and live like it matters because suddenly it does.
Maybe I’m too stuck in my own head right now. I’m still happy Jake didn’t go out and buy a new stroller. That would have pissed me off.
Off to read the interview but had to ask - did you actually take the picture and then decided it was over the line?
You can never talk too much about poop in my book. NEVER.
Oh, and next time take the picture.
I had a cousin that once crapped a Millennium Falcon. It was pretty cool.
Good lord - I haven't been here for awhile and I come back to read about your Hidden Mickey?
Damn you - I'm not sure I'll be able to get that visual out of my head now.
A "HIDDEN MICKEY"??? HAHAHAHAHA!!!
Lovely. Just lovely.
No pic? No proof. And I no longer believe you.
And I'm still in my underwear.
OK. It took me a while but I finally got over to UM to read your story. I liked it. A little dark, I'm glad I read it before bed instead of starting my morning. Great job.
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