Documenting the daily events of a former Stay-At-Home-Dad (now a Middle School Teacher), 2 Kids, The Big White Dog, Little Boss Dog, and a flock of backyard chickens.
I stubbed my big toe and I made a pot roast. Turns out that my toe still hurts and I can make one killer pot roast!Can't talk anymore. Eating leftovers for breakfast.
Okay, so I am catching up in reverse chronilogical order, but there seems to be a predominant theme here... Eight toes to go!! hahahahhhaaha.....
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