Monday, February 25, 2008

shoe drama

via text messaging

me: did you get cupcakes and juice for boo's birthday at school today?

J.: yes, got cupcakes and juice. Muss had a fit about shoes this morning, she hates them all

me: oh yes, the shoes. Were they poking and rubbing in all the wrong places.

J.: yes, they live to make her life miserable...along with her socks.

Friday, February 22, 2008

at the circus

via text messaging

me: cotton candy = crack for Kiki

J.: and no nap...this will end in flames.

me: surely it will

Sunday, February 17, 2008

house = meat locker

We awoke this morning to a very chilly home.

Actually, laying in bed with the kids, I didn't even notice because we have to keep a space heater going in our bedroom at night otherwise our room would ALWAYS be a meat locker. It is right above the garage, poorly insulated, you catch my drift. But after letting Trooper out, J. came in to announce that the furnace was not working and it was 57 degrees in the house. Brrrrrr.

We have old wiring and such so I figured it was just a circuit breaker or something easy like that, I mean why would a furnace that is less than 4 years old go out for any reason. It is practically new!! Of course, he had already thought of the circuit breaker thing and that was not the issue. Dang.

To top it off, it is Sunday and any respectable furnace guy is going to charge a billion dollars an hour to come over and look at it. First we called the guy who installed the furnace since it is, after all, still under warranty. He was walking into church and said he would call us back when he got out. So he did. When he told us how much it would cost an hour for him to come out on a Sunday, I thought
how can this guy even call himself a Christian. I hope he went to confession. Whatever.

I perused the phone book and saw an ad that said
24-hour service at regular rates! and NO OVERTIME RATES EVER! and figured this was my guy. I had J. call him. He is conveniently preparing to leave on vacation, but referred us to a friend of his who covers for him when he is gone. I think this is code for "I'm really not going to come on a Sunday at regular rates, you fool! Call this dude and then we split the cash." J. calls furnace guy #3 and he is home sick with the flu. At this point, I am sure there is some conspiracy to get us to pay the above quoted billion dollars an hour to have someone look at our furnace. In defense of furnace guy #3, however, I will say that he did try to talk J. through some quick fixes on the phone. None of which worked, but he did put out substantially more effort than furnace guys #1 and #2.

In the end, we are just having to go without heat for a day. Luckily it is not sub-zero and we have a slight warm-up going on. The Muss and Boo are currently with J. and friends at a place that has all-you-can-eat pizza and ice cream and at least 50 million square feet of games and rides. They are not worried at all. Kiki is sick and home with me and is currently sleeping her baby cares away upstairs in the 1 warm room of the house.

Me, I am going to tie this entry up and eat some pizza myself while sitting on the sofa with a blanket and this laptop to watch that last
Desperate Housewives episode I still haven't seen. Yeah, the after-the-tornado episode, I'm a little behind. I can't believe no one has told me what happened yet.

Wednesday, February 6, 2008


via text messaging:

J.: I think you've officially lost all nail clippers in the house

me: they're around
just look harder

J: my point is I shouldn't have to, we have like 8 of them total

me: oh
didn't know you were trying to make a point

later in the minivan on the way to the Muss' tennis lesson:

boo: mama, what are we having for dinner?

me: minestrone soup and grilled cheese

boo: yummy, yummy, yummy, get your yummies here (sung to the tune of
lolli, lolli, lolli, get your adverbs here from Schoolhouse Rock)

me: so you are pleased?

boo: yep. am I so funny?

Tuesday, February 5, 2008

and we're back

After a long hiatus, I'm going to give this blogging thing a go again. I figured I would start with the photos because those are easy and require little thought. I now think I have posted in just over a month more than I did the entire year of 2007. Off to a good start. I know I have lived and forgotten lots of things that I'm not going to get back so I going to attempt to be more diligent about it this time. After that huge run-on sentence, if you are looking for grammar lessons . . . this is not your website.