hrh_disney_queen
<font color=red>My DH has the hots for Stacey<br><
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I was on the CB a couple of days ago asking how folks cooked their Boston butt roasts..(title-How do you cook your butt?)..immature, yes..Anyway, I decided to follow a recipe to bake it, I marinated it overnight in a rub, and baked it for 6 hours today. To tell you the truth, it didn't turn out as wonderful as I thought. The rub tasted funny to me, and it wasn't that falling apart tender I like. So, we are casual tonight..I tell DH he can eat, I have pulled the meat from the bone and put it in a big bowl on the counter. He gets a plate, and goes in to watch TV to eat, while the boys and I are trying to figure out something on the Wii. The boys and I finally go downstairs for dinner, and the bowl is on the counter - EMPTY. About 3-1/2 pounds of meat...gone. So I go in to DH and ask him if by any chance he has put it away. "NO". Guess where the 3 pounds of meat has disappeared? Take a look at the sweet face in my sig. Only she is not so sweet anymore, she weighs about 55 pounds at 7 months..and is about 4 feet tall standing on her back legs.
I told DH that under no uncertain terms was I cleaning up any dog**** for the next 24 hours. I think I deserve that much, he left the bowl where she could reach it, and the boys and I had jelly sandwiches and soup for dinner.
I am just waiting for the explosion that is certain to come..
How long do you think I have?
I told DH that under no uncertain terms was I cleaning up any dog**** for the next 24 hours. I think I deserve that much, he left the bowl where she could reach it, and the boys and I had jelly sandwiches and soup for dinner.
I am just waiting for the explosion that is certain to come..
How long do you think I have?

and I talking about ones that are worst than the normal "deadlies" are.
OK, thanks y'all..I'm heading for the hills!!!
.) This morning DH put her out and she had a normal one. Followed by a loose one. Then while DS10 and I were at his Dr's appointment at 9:30, I got a call from DS9..."Mommy...Zoey has explosive diarrhea and it's all over and on the window!" Err......Hey, DS10, wanna go shopping for about an hour?
So we go home, walk in and the place smells...er....well you know. It's all cleaned up, but DH has taken a picture of it on his digital camera..and shows me...