Okay, some of you are getting a little silly out there. In the comments to my post about my gall bladder (a scintillating read, to be sure), Heather boasted of the 207 gallstones that she had had removed from her body and put in a jar (under your pillow, Heather? Inquiring minds want to know). She offered to show a picture of these stones to any interested parties, and FeistyIrishWench (for reasons unknown to me) begged her to do so (still in my comments section - girls, next time you pass notes, you'll have to share them with the class). So now, if you go here, you all get to see Heather's gallstones.
Who says blogging isn't educational? I bet my fellow homeschoolers out there will be all over this.
In other disgusting news, I think the centipedes in our house are out to get me. I woke up this morning and they were everywhere. One dropped on my arm as I went to open Anna's door; the only upside to that unfortunate incident was that my horrified shrieking proved surprisingly effective in waking up a teenager. I'll have to add that method to my list.
On my arm - oh, I hate those creepy things!
Anyway, I looked back; and the last time we were similarly inundated with these unbelievably appalling creatures was 2 years ago, when Larry was away. And - would you believe it? - Larry just left yesterday on a business trip. They know.
And now I made the mistake of looking them up in Wikipedia - that link is not for the faint of heart. You all may be better off looking at Heather's gallstones.