the smell of my desperation has become a stench

Someone was very happy to see me

While I was in Atlanta over the weekend Julio watched the dogs again and sent me this on Saturday afternoon:

Julio doesn’t love my dogs nearly enough.

When I got home last night the report was that Chuck had not had any flatulence the entire time I was gone. Awesome! Good news! Except, once again, the moment I walked into the house he walked right up to me and farted. When the odor hit me I looked down at him and he was looking me straight in the eyes, tail wagging, ears back, hoping that I would appreciate his little gift. Such a magical way to say, “I’ve missed you!”

We should all try this approach with valued loved ones.

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Heather B. Armstrong

Hi. I’m Heather B. Armstrong, and this used to be called mommy blogging. But then they started calling it Influencer Marketing: hashtag ad, hashtag sponsored, hashtag you know you want me to slap your product on my kid and exploit her for millions and millions of dollars. That’s how this shit works. Now? Well… sit back, buckle up, and enjoy the ride.

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