The beginning

Why start a blog?  I've always been somewhat of a story teller.  I have the perfect mix of crazy family and working with the public that makes for some interesting and funny tales.  Now add a baby on top of this and see what mayhem ensues.  The title has to do with the realization that I had a few years ago that I come in contact with feces far too often for an adult who at the time was childless.  Whether it was stepping over mouse turds in the office, the rogue bag of dog poo left on my front steps, or human excrement that only the mentally ill could artfully wipe all over their home, it seemed that not a day went by without some contact.  Now I'm knee deep in diapers and on the verge of returning to work, so this should be fun