{"id":692,"date":"2005-09-10T00:44:00","date_gmt":"2005-09-10T07:44:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/?p=692"},"modified":"2006-04-04T22:13:52","modified_gmt":"2006-04-05T05:13:52","slug":"the-one-with-the-waggity-tail","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/?p=692","title":{"rendered":"The one with the waggity tail&#8230;.."},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a title=\"Photo Sharing\" href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/obnoxiousaries\/39741881\/\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"332\" height=\"500\" src=\"http:\/\/static.flickr.com\/27\/39741881_ca3e84decc.jpg\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Monday is Tyler&#8217;s birthday. I will have a 15 year old boy living in my house. I am not prepared for this. I was totally okay with have a 14 year old boy because, well my very logical mind thought, &#8220;I could totally take him in an arm wrestling contest.&#8221; and 14 is young. That&#8217;s just fresh out of 13.<\/p>\n<p>Now he&#8217;s going to be saying, &#8220;I&#8217;m 15.&#8221; and that my friends, scares the living crapola out of me. Why? Because at 15 my boyfriend was trying to &#8230; well, he&#8217;s was&#8230; *looking away*&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Mom&#8230;stop reading.<\/p>\n<p>You too Kathy! only because I don&#8217;t want you to share the story of how you walked in on us during half time of the Superbowl! That is a very private story. No one needs to hear how I deserted my boyfriend on the couch with his pants low around the hips as I rushed out the back door in your bathrobe. THAT story stays between us. I still regret turning off &#8220;What Ever Happened To Baby Jane&#8221; so I can go smoke some and bump uglies on your floor. It was wrong&#8230;and for that, I am sorry. Stop laughing.<\/p>\n<p>Now with that said, I am going to go hurl the box of Cheez-it&#8217;s I just ate.<\/p>\n<p>You would think at age 15 he would be asking for the world. Not Tyler. He wants a dog to call his own.  That&#8217;s it. A dog.<\/p>\n<p>AND I&#8217;M GOING TO GET HIM ONE!<\/p>\n<p>Because our house is so big and we don&#8217;t have enough people here, we are going to go get a dog for the boy. Oh what have I gotten myself into?<\/p>\n<p>At least he didn&#8217;t ask for a bong and a quiet house for the Superbowl.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Monday is Tyler&#8217;s birthday. I will have a 15 year old boy living in my house. I am not prepared for this. I was totally okay with have a 14 year old boy because, well my very logical mind thought, &#8220;I could totally take him in an arm wrestling contest.&#8221; and 14 is young. That&#8217;s just fresh out of 13. Now he&#8217;s going to be saying, &#8220;I&#8217;m 15.&#8221; and that my friends, scares the living crapola out of me. Why? Because at 15 my boyfriend was trying to &#8230; well, he&#8217;s was&#8230; *looking away*&#8230; Mom&#8230;stop reading. You too Kathy! only because I don&#8217;t want you to share the story of how you walked in on us during half time of the Superbowl! That is a very private story. No one needs to hear how I deserted my boyfriend on the couch with his pants low around the hips as I rushed out the back door in your bathrobe. THAT story stays between us. I still regret turning off &#8220;What Ever Happened To Baby Jane&#8221; so I can go smoke some and bump uglies on your floor. It was wrong&#8230;and for that, I am sorry. Stop laughing. Now with that said, I am going to go hurl the box of Cheez-it&#8217;s I just ate. You would think at age 15 he would be asking for the world. Not Tyler. He wants a dog to call his own. That&#8217;s it. A dog. AND I&#8217;M GOING TO GET HIM ONE! Because our house is so big and we don&#8217;t have enough people here, we are going to go get a dog for the boy. Oh what have I gotten myself into? At least he didn&#8217;t ask for a bong and a quiet house for the Superbowl.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-692","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-random"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/692","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=692"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/692\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=692"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=692"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=692"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}