Tuesday, April 27, 2010
That's how I talk, or think, in my head sometimes. Like.. It's r-r-r-really cold.
Actually no, I don't think I do, I just made that up..
I do stutter sometimes, when I get nervous. Then I laugh at the stutter, then I get even more flustered. Then I'm over it, because I already looked about as stoopid as I could stuttering & giggling like a fool.
So.. Andy peed on his face yesterday. That was sweet.
Read all about it here.
I'd say we're about 98% potty trained. The other 2% being exactly that. #2.
Poor guy totally pooped his little car panties last night. He just ran off, squeezed it out & as I walked past the door mid push I saw his face, remembered his diapers & said "Oh! Andy, you have on underwear!"
He promptly got a worried look.
I didn't want to giggle, so thank gawd Mike was home, he came in & took over for me.
Ok, actually I just told him "That's all you dude, sorry."
I also have NO intention of doing dishes.
I really like our landlords.. and I really like the price we pay to live here.. For a full single family house, a big ass back yard, in a popular college town that can charge $1500-$2k a month & 4 guys will spilt it... and trash the house.. We got a DEAL.
However, whoever built this house is a complete fucktard.
I actually need to take pictures to fully explain, but it's like, things are built into the walls & corners with no reference to their use.
Like, cabinets that go SO far back, you surely cant actually put anything in it, much less see it, find it, or get it back out.They added on a back/laundry/mud room apparently, because in the corner, there is a hole in the floor ( drain) and they just put carpet right on top of the cement..
Like..there is a hole there dude..wtf? It's the floor!
There is no storage. It's too small. And obviously, there is no (non human) dishwasher.
Lately I've been doing my cooking dishes, as I go, but every damn day I get to the place of having one load left of laundry..Then Mike comes home.
So, I decided I just don't want to do dishes.
And if it means having no spoons, eh.. I can wash one or 2 as I need them..
We're suposed to plant the garden today, but the weather online literally TOLD me to "keep a close eye on this forecast" with some forceful words that I don't remember but I know I was like "that's rude wording..."
So... I'm apparently mandated to check back to this weather channel to see whats going on.
A big frost that "could DESTROY CROPS!" might be coming in tonight.
Eh,Screw you weather website.. I'll watch the news to find out my weather instead.
The rude weather people will let us know.