I'm embarrassed to admit:

Both are pretty gross!

I'm sorry...would have gotten up and went to wash my hands...of course, I am OCD about my hands ~lol!
 
Im embarrassed to admit that I kept my daughter home from school today to be on puke patrol. yep, puke patrol. My boys have both been throwing up and I cant do the throw up thing. I get anywhere near the stuff and im hurling. you would think with three kids I would be used to it but im not.


So, she got to stay home and play the 360 in between cleaning up the vomit. nice huh. hey, she agreed to it. :crazytongue: I didnt force her or anything. :laughing:
 
Im embarrassed to admit that I kept my daughter home from school today to be on puke patrol. yep, puke patrol. My boys have both been throwing up and I cant do the throw up thing. I get anywhere near the stuff and im hurling. you would think with three kids I would be used to it but im not.


So, she got to stay home and play the 360 in between cleaning up the vomit. nice huh. hey, she agreed to it. :crazytongue: I didnt force her or anything. :laughing:

lol wow. That is funny. Well when I was a teen, if I could stay home from school, I would of probably cleaned up throw up too. Just hope she doesn't get sick.
 
I'm embarrassed to admit..... there is a naked video floating around of me.

lol not what you think. Today I was looking at an old video at my parents house. It was me and my family. Well in parts of it. I'm like 1 year old, sitting in a carebear baby pool, and I'm naked. First i'm playing around all cute, splashing. Then all of a sudden, I climb out of the pool, and I got my hands and feet on the ground, and I'm walking like a naked little animal, with my butt up in the air. Too funny, I was so cute.
Well my daughter said mommy who is that naked baby?? She thought it was so funny.
 
:laughing: I'm embarrassed to admit that I read all this and felt embarrassed for you all just reading about some of the gross things that you have admitted to doing! :laughing:
 
:popcorn: I admit today that as I was coming home from Kroger, I had the sudden urge to poop. Now, this wasn't a cautionary urge, but rather a dire warning that pooping was imminent. I did not even have the time to get to a bathroom. So...drum roll please...I just pooped in my pants sitting in the truck. :pottytrain: Yes, that's right...I pooped my pants and drove home (13 miles) with poop in my pants. And it wasn't just a small poop, but one with some liquidity to it, which made it a bit runny and soft. Oh yeah! That's right...and there was more poop in the chute, just waiting to download.
I got home (speeding where I could), didn't stop at the mailbox or McDonalds for sweet tea. I jumped out of my truck and hit the bathroom. Within a few seconds, the primary crisis was over. But the cleanup was horrible! :tongue2: I will have to wash my truck seat (no poop there, just stain), had to wash my backside, my lower back, and certain other places where there was external poop. I had to wash the toilet seat and the lid. I had to throw away the pair of shorts I was wearing during this incident.

I am just fortunate that I didn't have this incident inside Kroger or some other public place where I was around other people. OMG! And we all know that when it's time to poop, it really is time to poop! No putting it off.
 
Yeah, me thinks Sticks has waste issues :laughing:
You didn't try tasting it did ya? :booty"

Tracey, LMAO @ your daughter staying home for puke patrol :laughing:
I realize the older I get the weaker my stomach gets. I'm not too keen on cleaning up puke either. If the boys aren't close enough to the bathroom when they gotta hurl, I throw 'em outside!
 
Yeah, me thinks Sticks has waste issues :laughing:
You didn't try tasting it did ya? :booty"

Tracey, LMAO @ your daughter staying home for puke patrol :laughing:
I realize the older I get the weaker my stomach gets. I'm not too keen on cleaning up puke either. If the boys aren't close enough to the bathroom when they gotta hurl, I throw 'em outside!


Ha, ha! You and Tiffandrock laugh it up at my expense. :booty" That's okay though. Your times will come, when you have something similar happen to you. Just you wait. And when it happens, I hope you don't have the "luxury" of being able to poop in the vehicle...but instead, it happens in a crowded mall somewhere. :laughing:
 
lol i've had once or twice gotten really sick at a store. And had to drag kailey to the bathroom with me. She is only 4, and likes to run out of the bathroom alot. So I had to keep her in the stall with me while I was "being sick". Kailey was so grossed out, and had to announce to the whole bathroom, what mommy was doing, how gross it was, and how much she wanted to leave. I could hear giggles through out the bathroom. Really embarrassing
 
Ha, ha! You and Tiffandrock laugh it up at my expense. :booty" That's okay though. Your times will come, when you have something similar happen to you. Just you wait. And when it happens, I hope you don't have the "luxury" of being able to poop in the vehicle...but instead, it happens in a crowded mall somewhere. :laughing:


LMAO!!! :laughing:


Well Sticks, if it makes ya feel better... about 3 or 4 summer's back, we were on our way to the beach. We had been camping and it was like a 5 minute ride. Out of nowhere it hits! But then it went away as fast as it came on. So, we're getting out of the car, I'm getting our youngest(he was like 3 or 4 at the time) out of his car seat and as soon as I pick himk up, it comes back! I'm trying to haul a$$ to the bathroom, youngest is wondering why he can't walk by himself like a big boy so I tell him, "Mommy's gotta make a poo!" As we're dodging other beach-goers, youngest goes, "Move everybody! My mommy's gotta go poop real bad!" His timing was perfect. A group of hot guys had been chillin' by the consession stand :laughing:

So, I go in, mortified, but do my business. I wait a while because it's not like I want to have to pass by the hot guys and I wasn't so sure I was "finished." I wait 10 minutes and proceed out of the bathroom pass the concession stand and I heard laughing...like busting-a-gut laughing. There they stood, staring and laughing.
 
When I was a kid, my parents and I took a road trip vacation to the Smokey Mountains. Somewhere was a huge observation tower on a hill. People would park at the bottom of the hill, then proceed to walk up the paved path to the tower and then up to the top for an awesome view of the Smokeys. Well....

we were all walking up this hill, and mom let out a little fart. We all heard it, and this man walked past my mom, then turned to her and said, "there's still another 1/2-mile or so to the tower. Then he walked on. Mom was so embarrassed, while dad and I thought it was quite hilarious. To this day, we tease mom about how she can't walk up a hill without pooting. :laughing:
 
When I was a kid, my parents and I took a road trip vacation to the Smokey Mountains. Somewhere was a huge observation tower on a hill. People would park at the bottom of the hill, then proceed to walk up the paved path to the tower and then up to the top for an awesome view of the Smokeys. Well....

we were all walking up this hill, and mom let out a little fart. We all heard it, and this man walked past my mom, then turned to her and said, "there's still another 1/2-mile or so to the tower. Then he walked on. Mom was so embarrassed, while dad and I thought it was quite hilarious. To this day, we tease mom about how she can't walk up a hill without pooting. :laughing:

lol so Mr. Poopy pants. Where is your picture. We haven't seen what you look like yet!!
 
When I was a kid, my parents and I took a road trip vacation to the Smokey Mountains. Somewhere was a huge observation tower on a hill. People would park at the bottom of the hill, then proceed to walk up the paved path to the tower and then up to the top for an awesome view of the Smokeys. Well....

we were all walking up this hill, and mom let out a little fart. We all heard it, and this man walked past my mom, then turned to her and said, "there's still another 1/2-mile or so to the tower. Then he walked on. Mom was so embarrassed, while dad and I thought it was quite hilarious. To this day, we tease mom about how she can't walk up a hill without pooting. :laughing:

I hate that hill...brings back terrible memories ~ when I was 6 years old my Dad made me walk up to that stupid tower. It just happened to be the day that I had dropped a ashetray that looked like a boatwheel and it broke ~ well, I was wearing sandels and had glass in my foot :cry: We have been several times since I've been married and I told Jimmie he couldn't drag me up there! Ashelyn and him walk it everytime ~ not me!!! Can't make me :booty"
 
I got another one!!

I'm embarrassed to admit...... I don't know how to ride a bike. A real bike. I can ride one that sits still... but not one that actually rides.

Maybe if I had training wheels on a bike, then I could ride it :laughing:

My dads the kind of dad that would scream and scream and have you in tears, when you were trying something new.

So it was easier to just not try. Now I kind of regret it. I would like to ride a bike. But I'm scared of falling. Especially since Im not a kid anymore. That would hurt too much to fall.

Also I didn't get my drivers license till I was 21! I got my permit at 15. But I was too scared to drive. Then one day kailey was at daycare, I was 20. And Rocky was sleeping, wouldn't get up. She needed to be picked up. So I took the van, went and got her. (didn't have a license) but after I realized its really not that hard to drive. Then I was hooked. Took the test in my husbands little car and passed. Do not take it in a huge van, or you will fail. :laughing:
I think when I really have to do something. Then that makes me do it.
 
Trust me, I'd rather bike my a$$ all over the state of Ohio than drive. Driving scares the daylights outta me too. Mean azz, horrid, irritable, impatient, irrational blow-hards ruin it for me. I'm like don't you see I have my kids in the car you f*%$#2! a@*hole? I have been tempted to pull over, put the kids on the curb and ram me some backends :cussing:
 
Trust me, I'd rather bike my a$$ all over the state of Ohio than drive. Driving scares the daylights outta me too. Mean azz, horrid, irritable, impatient, irrational blow-hards ruin it for me. I'm like don't you see I have my kids in the car you f*%$#2! a@*hole? I have been tempted to pull over, put the kids on the curb and ram me some backends :cussing:

Thats funny. reminds me of something. :crazytongue: I actually got out of my car one time when my youngest was a baby. This stupid B**** kept running up on my ass at every single light. I mean she was hauling butt and then we would get to the light and she would stop at the last second on my butt. She did it three times and I said to myself she does it again and its on. (my son was a baby in the backseat).. well, light number 4 and she did it again. I got my butt out of the car, cussing her up one side and down the other, she is trying to get out of her truck but her husband,boyfriend whatever was pulling her back in. :laughing: the whole time im just screaming bring your little skinny ass out of the truck. I will break you in half. I was so hot. :cussing:

Ya know, It just hit me wrong. I switched lanes to get away from her and she followed me. All I could think was if she hit my car at the speed she was going my son would be dead.

I dont make a habit of road rage. only once, maaaaaybe twice. :laughing:
 
My dad used to be the biggest road rage person. I really thought we were gonna die everytime driving with him as a kid.

The big thing is when people cut him off. One time we were on a bridge, he stopped in the middle of a bridge, ran to the back of his truck, got out a shovel, and started chasing the other car. The car spun off and my dad threw it at the back of the car. While the 3 of us kids sat in the back, really scared.
My dad has slowed down alot since hes older, this year he will be 59. But he still yells alot and will stop in front of someone if they make him mad. My daughter is only 4, and shes like, "Papa calm down!!!''.

My dad used to carry a gun in his truck, locked in the glove compartment. Now I drive the truck. I don't know if its in there still. Probably not, but the glove compartment is still locked.
My dads had his foot ran over by a car one time. My dad owns his own bussiness, and the bussiness is a big warehouse located in a bad neighborhood. Well alot of drug dealers, etc go and park there. Well one time my dads alarm went off. And he got there before the police did. WEll the car was still there. My dad got up to the window yelled at the driver, and the driver took off, running over my dads foot.
lol my dad can be really pyscho sometimes. Good thing is he has calmed down alot throughtout the years. Old age is good!!!
 
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