Stuff I Forgot to Mention OR I can't Believe You Typed That Outloud

It Came From the Deep
I forgot to mention the after effects of spilled solvent on my belly the other day. (when I was a kid, we used to call a belly button a poo-peck. Any other rednecks know that word, poo-peck?) Because the area around my belly button had become so irritated, I washed it several times. I showed it to Shawn and as I looked at it, it appeared to be dry.

I rubbed the dryness but instead of flaking off, there was something inside. "EW!" I exclaimed to Shawn from the bathroom. "It's slimy, like a booger! Exactly like a booger!"

Can't explain it; maybe some soap didn't get rinsed and mixed with the solvent to form a booger-baby. I promise I am not making this up. Good thing I already have a husband; who would marry me after reading that?

Vicodin Land
Shawn's only taken one all day. He's sick of Vicodin Land. Sure, it's fun every now and then like Six Flags, but who wants to be at Six Flags every day? "Wonder if there's a pain pill that let's you stay awake?" Shawn wondered.
You should see him while he's in Vicodin Land, it's awesome. You could tell him the kitchen just burned down or something and he'd just go, "OK. That's good."

Splurge
The girls at work were chatting, saying I should splurge the $300 lottery winnings. "Um, I have a house payment to make," I reminded them. I wouldn't even know what to buy if I could splurge it. Our microwave sits on an old coffee table turned on it's side. I'd probably buy one of those $80 microwave stands at Wal-Mart.

Man. I am pathetic.