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My Wife's love for the ...

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As you can guess by the title, this post is actually written by Ryan.

We had a revelation tonight - an awakening if you will...

Now, I know my wife pretty well. I mean, we've been married for three years now, and dated for a couple before that and all, so I think I know a lot about her - including her love for the mayonnaise. This isn't really a surprise. She loves the stuff. On a hamburger? Both pieces of bread. Hot dog? Both sides (mayonnaise at all on a hot dog is weird, but smothering it on there enough that the hot dog refuses to stay in the bun is the level to which the mayo is applied). Grilled cheese? YES (and I mean before it gets grilled ::shivers::). All this is old hat. I've come to terms with it.

What I hadn't realized was that mayonnaise is apparently the great life-giver -- like water! It soothes the sole, cures what ails you! At least that must be the case, because we have a supply the likes of which Publix would be jealous of...

How about a few …

I Guess It's Time to Say Goodbye

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Have you ever been cleaning out the closet or garage and found something that you knew had had an "issue" but you couldn't remember what it was? I'm often finding shoes or clothing that I've set aside for a reason, but for the life of me I can't remember what it is. When I get to work and the flawed zipper keeps sticking me in the butt or the super cute shoes (also known as 5-minute shoes) start cutting into the back of my heel exposing the BONE... it suddenly all comes back to me. Funny how that works, isn't it?

Yesterday I was in the garage trying to clean up a little and found a pair of flip flops that used to be my absolute favorites. They were a Target find at half price and I loved the colors and...they were perfect. PERFECT, I say!




Well, I found them yesterday and looked that them (covered in dust) and thought, "Now, why did you get placed out here again?" Hmmmm......just couldn't remember. So, I thought, "Well, maybe I wasn…

Mr. Cow Is Back in the Saddle Again

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Sebastian has a certain toy that is absolutely his favorite. He loves his green fishy, adores his string rope (although we don't because it usually requires an "assist" later on), and cherishes his orange squeaky "animal" (we're not sure what it's supposed to be). But, the toy he holds most dear is his cow. It's a stuffed cow with long arms and legs (I guess they should technically all be legs), a small bubble body, and a huge head. It once had a squeaker, but he chewed it out. It also once had eyes, but yeah, he got those, too. For some reason, when given a stuffed animal toy, he always chews off the eyes first and the crotch is soon to follow.

But back to his cow. We've appropriately named him "Mr. Cow"...not sure why, but that's his name. Mr. Cow has seen better days, that's fo' sho'. Soon after his eyes went, we tried just taking the toy away and hiding it, but Sebastian would always find it or would see it so…