So lately we've had some unpleasant experiences with children and poo-poo. This provides somewhat of a disclaimer for the event I'm about to recant for you. Yesterday, Craig and I and the children ran some errands in the morning. Before we left, I had put a pot of beans on to simmer and soften. Upon returning from our morning errands, Craig opened the front door with his four little ducks trailing right behind him. He suddenly stopped and announced with fear and trembling that something smelled awful and that the children should stay right there while he went and investigated. He said that it either smelled like one of the dogs had pooed in the house or that someone had peed on a heater (I'm not sure where that one came from! How often does someone pee on a heater in YOUR house?!?!). As I entered the house behind him, listening to his proclamations of stinkiness, I realized what it was he was smelling! "Craig,", I announced, "what you are smelling is your dinner! Yes, that smell that smells like dog poop or pee on a heater is your dinner!". What a compliment, huh? Craig laughed so hard I thought he was going to stop breathing and for dinner last night, we had "Pee on a Heater Bean Soup" or if you'd rather, "Dog Poop Soup". I bet you're sad you missed it!
P.S. Craig would like me to add that the soup was very good (I do believe this is his attempt to dig himself out of a hole)!
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Ahhhh.... that is too funny!
This is halarious!!!! My sister was recently put on a diet where she's suppose to eat more beans :-) and this sounds like her complaint about cooking them :-) I'll have to tell her it's not just her :-)
Oh soooo funny!!!!!
OH That is so funny!!! My husband loves black eyeyd peas and I hate cooking them because they smell and taste like mud soup! But pee and dog poo soup takes the cake!!! :) Thanks for the laugh I needed it today! ;)
Eric walked in the door the other day exclaiming that it smelled like poop....beans on the stove;-)
If we can't laugh, we miss out on the dessert of life. Yesterday Dale had half of Medford in stitches when he planted a full, unexpected bend-over kiss on me in the Costco parking when I rushed to his rescue after he locked keys in the car at the pumps. Onlookers cheered, hooted and hollered at the spectacle!
That is hilarious! I love that I can totally imagine what pee on a heater would smell like!
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