We were talking about getting something to stop before it goes too far and my husband said we need to “Nip it in the butt”.  WHAT???  You know, like a dog chasing after a post man and he’s nipping him in the butt.

I just shook my head and rolled my eyes.

Me: “No honey it’s Nip it in the bud.”
Him: “Why would it be that?”
M: “Because it’s like nipping a weed in the bud stage before it gets too big.”
H: “Oh, I thought it was like when a dog chased a post man and he was nipping at his butt.”
M: “Why?  How does that mean anything?”
H” “I don’t know, that’s what I thought people were saying all these years.”
M: “Well, it’s Nip it in the bud not butt.”

And to think, he really is a smart man, but sometimes come up with real doozies!

Boy do I hate when little children vomit!  I feel so helpless.  All you can do is watch them and wait until they’re done.  Well it’s even worse at 2:30 in the morning! (more…)

Although this would sound like a story from my sister, it’s actually from a friend.  Again, if I wasn’t directly connected to this person, I’d never believe the story.  But every time I hear it I still crack up laughing.   So I thought I’d share this one too. (more…)

My sister always has bizarre stories. Where she comes up with them, who knows. But this one had to be shared. It was too unbelievable to not to share. I call it the stripper story.