"Hard To Handle" - The Black Crowes

Six.

Six. times.

Six. times. in. one. [very early] shower.

I
dropped
the
soap.

And even crazier - I actually counted.

I'm totally doing this to my soap tonight.

But

I still have not found any solutions to this.

Every. freaking. morning.

This morning's failed attempt was at a power of 60%. 

So I did what any other [lazy] person would have done.

Jealous?  Was way yummier than oatmeal anyway.  DRog - I did take the cheese off.  So I'm good, right?!

A few other tid-bits.

*  I need a new nickname for Mooshy Jamoosh.  Ask him [not me] why. 

*  Only my kido would yell out [from bed] at 6:40 this morning, "Good morning star-shine!  The earth says hello!" .  Completely scared the crap out of me.

*  Kera's marathon is today.  Click here and wish her a rockin' race!

* Nope.  I'm not a "kiwi" [New Zealander].  But I married a pretty big one.

* Mel-Bird.  LOVE this Aussie.  [IMNZ in 40 days-she rocks.] 

She asked yesterday, "Does the Pita still talk with that funny NZ accent?" 
[Answer]  only on words with "a" 's like:
dAnce = donce. 
rAnch = ronch.  which is super hilarious at a restaurant. 

When the Pita first came to the USA - people kept asking if he was an "Aussie" [which . . .  to a NZealander is like . . . . well . . . . bad] so he lost the accent.  real.  quick.

Happy Friday!

And a HUGE

Thank you for yesterday's comments.

you. guys. rock.