No Life!

Our drive to seminary every morning, though lasting no more than five minutes, is filled with whit and interesting conversation. This morning was no different. First, there was the "complaint corner", involving the smell of the vehicle every day. The banter went back and forth, with comments on how the bathroom smells after "someone" uses it, to smells in their respective bedrooms. After a few minutes of heated debate, I determined that DNA testing would be necessary to truly discover the "owner" of the aforementioned scents. Each occupant of our home would need to release his own DNA odor, where it would be classified and then when we enter the vehicle, the bathroom, the bedroom, etc., we would simply test and determine "who dun it!" As she left the car, Kate said I needed to get a life! Hey, who else gets this much fun, science, and investigative reporting in five minutes at 6:20 in the morning!!