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12.06.02 @ 10:51
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Warren came in from riding bike and playing, while I was in the kitchen attempting to make something we could consider a dinner. (Blueberry pancakes and sausages). After hearing him come in the door, I hear this sweet little voice coming at me "Mooom, can I take a shower?"

This was enough for my mom-rader to go on alert. My son does not want to take showers unless some one is holding a blaster pistol at his head. I step in the the living room to see what happened and where there should have been a little boy, there was instead a giant pile of mud in a shape resembling my son. "I had an accident, mom".. Umm yeah, just please make sure you only drip on the linoleum, this carpet is already too trashed. So I sent mudman off to the shower and then decided I wanted to document these clothes for blackmail purposes, before I threw them in the wash. The pictures don't do justice however, as the clothes were so fithly that my hands looked like I was making mud pies, just from my schleping them to the washing machine.

After supper he wanted to go out and play again.. Guess what I have waiting for me, to wash when I come home tonight. If there was only one mud puddle in a 500 mile radius, my son would have the radar to find it.

AT least they are provinding BBQ for us at work today, in their biweekly attempt to fatten up the employees, before we get sent to slaughter.


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In every neighborhood there is at least one house that all the neighbors gossip about. This is a diary from the woman who lives in that house. I am a single mother in her mid thirties. I live in North Dakota with my son, Warren.

I tend to be a bit of a slob, and am the opposite of a girly-girl. I am geek girl, who loves Star Wars, Star Trek, Harry Potter, Buffy, Angel, action movies, science fiction, action adventure, Dr. Who, and so on and so on.

I love to write and while I don't post much fiction online anymore I would love to be a writer someday. I am also overweight, bipolar and suffer from allergy induced asthma.