SH** I HAVE TO DEAL WITH

So I thought I would put a literal title to this post because I am getting fed up with all of the crap in my house. I am not meaning metaphoric crap I am meaning literal shit. The dog refuses to consistently go outside of the house to poop so I have to clean that up, plus she is a scavenger so she eats everything in sight which then makes her sick so she poops all over the house. It is a vicious cycle. I extremely love when she eats the girls crayons and then I get to find out what color she actually ate later in the day.
O is also refusing to consistently go poop on the potty so I have a three year old who is now doing the "I don't have to poop mommy" face, and answer and then climbing under the table and telling me to go away. She is not smooth at all. Tim and I currently have to wash the bath mat every few days because not only does she refuse to go on the potty but she will tell Tim and I that she is going pee and then try and clean up her poop herself. A three year old trying to clean poop by themselves after it is all over in their pants is not a good thing at all. It makes for a very fun clean up after wards. I am only going to say one last thing about the poop but I don't know about any one else's house but why is it whenever I need the wipes there is never any to be found. It is almost to the point where I should just go to CVS or Target every time one of the kids poop because it would be easier and faster than searching the house for one stinking wipe.
Anyone out there with tips for potty training a child who is already trained but refuses to stop playing and go. . . PLEASE HELP!!

Goofy things that I have been thinking about

This again is more of a blog where I simply vent knowing that no one is actually reading the information that I am publishing for all those to see. I am able to now keep up on others feeds because I am using Google Reader. I have been in constant debate with myself to include in this blog or have to start another blog that could be used as my teacher self. Anyways as I vent, I am realizing that as I now have turned the ripe old age of 29 again I am no longer able to do the things I once did. I look back now and think holy shit how was I able to stay awake for three days with cat naps in between and finish an entire keg with three other people. Mind you that by the time I had my last cup it was piss warm because we did not have a kegerator and there was no CO2 left. I also wonder how I was able to have my "forgotten summer" with Jen and Kee where I would simply get up and drink on any day that I did not work. We literally would get up in the morning make a trip to the MOA to do some shopping go immediately past the Ruby Tuesdays on the second floor and say, "Hey they have two for ones, shopping would be way more fun after a round" Three hours later and a phone call to a very pissed off Kee we never did get our shopping in. Now these are only two of my very classy things I did in life but looking back now I can not believe it at all. Currently I am lucky if I make it up until 11 on a friday or saturday and that is only if I have had my fill of caffeine and also taken a nap. I am only able to consume two beverages without being tipsy and I get sick and want to pass out after four beers. At least I am a cheap date but it was not that long ago where I was easily able to make it up until at least 1130 and consume many more beverages than that:) What has happened to me. Maybe all my years of craziness have finally caught up with me and my body is actually refusing new beer. Maybe it has caught up on me and now I am having to go backwards or start over again with my drinking. Whatever the case may be something happened in early September where I became a cheap date and am now needing to get multiple naps in if I really need to be awake longer. I thought that only occurred when you got really old like 35!!!!!