Wednesday, May 13, 2009

A Brother Abroad

Since the onset of his deployment, Paul has lost seven pounds.

Lucky.

I kid! I kid!

If you can't laugh at malnourishment and stress, what is left to be funny? Famine? Pestilence? Someone tripping?

All of the above.

This is Day 107.

2 comments:

Other brother from the same mother said...

Funny...I've gained ten pounds. Guess it's time for me to head back to the desert. Could probably use a good tan as well???

One Maid A' Milking said...

When the ten pounds has gone to your biceps, well, I think you get a pass....

As for going back to the desert, I don't think I could handle more than one brother over there at a time.

Love,

The Maid