I am quite concerned with a few things in my life lately. The first one being that I sweat like a flippin Sumo wrestler. I always have and have come to the conclusion I always will. I sweat when I am hot, I sweat more when I am cold (?). And when I am nervous about something my pitts flow like the Mississippi.
As you can see I have tried a few different types of deodorant. These are just what I have on hand at the moment. I have pretty much tried them all. And nothing stops me from sweating. So NOW here is what my concern is. What has all the aluminum that I have slathered under my arms for the last 30 years done to my brain. I have become extremely ditsy lately…. am I getting Alzheimers from all the pit putty? Or does it have nothing to do with deodorant and everything to do with lack of sleep and the fact I have four kids sucking the ever living brains out of my head. I love them though…they can have my brains I really don’t need them.
Now my next concern….. New white summer t-shirts. Or any shirt for that matter. I ruin them all. I sweat like such a freaking pig, my shirts never last past a season. So here you have a nice view of my arm pit, hows about that arm dangle, this is the first day of my new shirt. I will give this shirt till the 4Th of July and it will be in the garbage. Especially after I wear it to the ranch…..I might as well just hang buckets under my arm pits for that week end….I am gonna be a big sweaty mess. I actually am very excited to talk with P-dub about her sweaty pits. She writes quite frequently of her sweating dilemma. You can read about how P-Dubs armpits gushed violently in this post. See I think we were separated at birth Ree and I.
Now for my next concern….BLANKIE. Yikes! Look at this thing. It belongs to my 7 year old. It is GROSS, but she loves it. She will not be separated from it, while in the confines of her home. If she is trying to do something and needs both hands she carries is under her chin. I have spent half of this childs life looking for this blankie. I think it is hiding from her….
It started out as a plush white baby blanket with a little picture of Pooh Bear in the corner….
Now look at it….JUST look! I know, I know, it’s scary. Freaky. Nightmarish. It has eyes and a mouth. Why do I want my kid to get rid on this so badly. WHY does this blankie concern me so much? I think It has mind controlling powers. It must GO!
Now for one more concerning thing in my life these days….
THE PIG IS PREGNANT!
And this is Schmitty. He would be the so said father in this scenario. HOW did this happen you ask? When the unwed guineas in our home have separate sleeping arrangements….WELL apparently son 2 and daughter 1 were letting their pigs have play dates while they were away at school.
So how do I know Penny the guinea pig is “with pig”?