Why Buy it When you can Make it for Free?

No, this isn't a blog post about being crafty.  Not even close.

Nope.  it's about my kid coming to me today wanting to order something off of Amazon.


Little guy:  "Can you order this to me?  I'll pay for it."

He shows me a web page with something called a "fart bomb".

Me:  "Why do you want this.  You can fart on your own and make those noises."

Little guy:  "It's not a noise thing, it's a smell thing."

Me:  "You can fart on your own and make those smells."

Little guy:  "It's not the same.  And I could just throw one in my room when my friends are in there and hold the door closed."

Me:  "Oh, so you want me to buy something that will stink up my house and is also something that you can make with your own body for free?"

Little guy:  "Yeah, it'll be awesome...and I'll pay for it."


Somehow I suspect that I'd end up paying for it in some way or another.


Me:  "I love you stinky...but no!"

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In the Nose of the Beholder

About six months ago Dave sent a postcard in to the city in response to a "free trees" offer.  Awesome!  Fabulous!  Amazing!

The city dropped the trees off about a month later and Dave put them in the ground.  He watered them faithfully and they've absolutely thrived under his care.  Which is good, because if I'd been in charge they'd be goners.

Anyway, as spring has come both trees have begun flowering.  I absolutely love flowering trees!!  With the exception of one kind, that is.  You see, there's this tree at the school where I've worked for the past ten years.  It's incredibly fragrant.  And it's an odd thing.  The smeller either perceives the scent as pure heaven or as stanky as the bat guano under the Congress Avenue Bridge here in town.  I, unfortunately, am the latter.

And you guessed it, one of those delightful trees that now reside in my front yard is one such tree.  Beautiful, but stanky.  I'm determined to love this foul tree...even if I have to wear a clothespin on my nose to do it.

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