Booger Evolution and a Couple of Other Matters

First of all, I’m not sure if you’ve noticed or not, but I haven’t blogged in over a week.  That was not my intention.  Life just got the better of me the past several days, and I did not have the time or energy to try to keep up with my regular posting schedule.  Regular posting schedule?  Did I really just say that?  Bwahhahhhahhaa!  Anyway, I am sorry when that happens.  I hope you missed me.  I missed you.

Secondly, my washing machine’s draining and spinning function is on the fritz right now.  This meant that I had to handwash and rinse Dirty Harry’s baseball uniform so that he could play in it tonight.  Have I ever mentioned how difficult it is to clean Dirty Harry’s uniform even with the ease of an automatic washing machine?  Oh, I have?  A bunch of times?  Oh…well…let me just tell you…it’s even more difficult in a sink.  By hand.  Any romantic notions I’ve ever had of living in a past time before automatic washing machines ended today.

Thirdly, can you tell me how in the world that this cute little chubby booger…

…somehow turned into this long, lean big booger?

I’m clueless about booger evolution, except that it takes ten years.

Happy birthday, Dirty Booger…er, I mean Harry!