Monday, March 3, 2008

So, this morning I opened the towel closet, and a stream of throw up cascades down off the shelves. It was like a scene from the Amityville Horror.

I guess Ben had gone in to get a towel and then barfed. Not wanting to deal with it, he just shut the door.

3 comments:

Bob said...

I guess he didn't have a sleeve to throw up in. LOL

ArEn said...

Oh, I thought of you when this happened. It was almost a "Whatever Happened to Baby Jane" moment.

I've been working on a family tree on ancestry.com. I have to talk to you about it- it's so cool. I can email you a link (I think) so you can take a look.

Bob said...

Thanks, I got your email and I'm looking too. It's fascinating.