I need the Maytag man to come to my house! Our dryer is broken. I need it fixed. Like yesterday.
I've already called the landlord. I guess we're on the list. No idea when they'll be around to fix it.
At first, it was kind of nice. I really hate laundry. It's like some kind of cruel joke. It's never, ever done. The bottom of the laundry basket is an oasis. You can see it and you really believe that it's there and you keep getting close, but damn it, you never quite get there! A broken dryer didn't seem so bad at first. I had a really good reason to not do laundry.
It's been 5 days. I have piles and piles of laundry to do. Which makes me hate laundry even more. I really just want my jeans to be clean. And dry. But not all stiff and air dried.
I really need to change the name of the blog. I no longer have the opportunity to train monkeys to make seashell necklaces.
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Adventures with FIL
Itchy's dad is coming to visit us this weekend. Should make the weekend more interesting!
I'm trying to think of things that we can do with him. So far I've got nothing. I really need to come up with something though. We can't just sit in the hotel all weekend. I really don't want to hear him ramble on and on about where we should move, what we should and shouldn't be doing with Stowa, etc.
I'm trying to think of things that we can do with him. So far I've got nothing. I really need to come up with something though. We can't just sit in the hotel all weekend. I really don't want to hear him ramble on and on about where we should move, what we should and shouldn't be doing with Stowa, etc.
Monday, April 12, 2010
Too *unny!
You know on movies/tv some dopey dad (because all daddies are portrayed as dopey) will hold up a baby over their heads and then the baby will spit up. The spit up goes in dopey dad's mouth and hilarity ensues!
This just happened at our house. To me. GAG!
This just happened at our house. To me. GAG!
Stupid Acer
So the "letter between E and G" key and the Enter key have *allen o** o* the computer. We were *ine until the little rubber dome thingies *ell o** too. It makes typing a little weird.
Even though the internet said not to do it, I'm totally going to try super gluing them back on.
Even though the internet said not to do it, I'm totally going to try super gluing them back on.
Teething
This teething business is for the birds!
We were up until 2 am. Stowa was grumpy. Her mouth hurt. She was busy chewing on everything (she may or may not have chewed on the cat's ear the other day-poor Patches). Nothing was making it better. I was tired. She was tired. But too uncomfortable to fall asleep. I drugged her up and she slept for all of 2 hours before she was up SCREAMING. I think she woke the new neighbors. What a fun night!
She's not as cranky today. I hope we don't have a repeat performance tonight.
She also hit another milestone today. She can now roll over from her back to her belly! She figured out how to get that pesky arm out of the way!
We were up until 2 am. Stowa was grumpy. Her mouth hurt. She was busy chewing on everything (she may or may not have chewed on the cat's ear the other day-poor Patches). Nothing was making it better. I was tired. She was tired. But too uncomfortable to fall asleep. I drugged her up and she slept for all of 2 hours before she was up SCREAMING. I think she woke the new neighbors. What a fun night!
She's not as cranky today. I hope we don't have a repeat performance tonight.
She also hit another milestone today. She can now roll over from her back to her belly! She figured out how to get that pesky arm out of the way!
Saturday, April 10, 2010
Had to share
Monday, April 5, 2010
I like wildlife and everything
but not so much when it's living in my ceiling. I'm waiting on a call back from the landlord.
ETA: It appears as though a Grackle (or Red Winged Blackbird) has taken up residence in the vent that runs in the space above our ceiling. I'm pretty sure we'll hear baby birds squawking soon.
ETA: It appears as though a Grackle (or Red Winged Blackbird) has taken up residence in the vent that runs in the space above our ceiling. I'm pretty sure we'll hear baby birds squawking soon.
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