So I’ve been a little bitchier than usual cranky lately. What with being the only income in the home and also being the only one who gives a shit does any housework whatsoever. So what this amounts to is I work all week and then work at home all weekend. And still try to have [...]
We went to a new buffet here in the desert — thanking my lucky stars it’s fabulous! No more Hometown Buffet for the Doof Family! Yay!
We ate until we were all S*T*U*F*F*E*D. And then we had dessert . . . of a fashion anyway. This is E’s plate:
Sometimes, I swear, I think he’s not my [...]
It’s hard to believe just how excited I am that tomorrow — tomorrow, tomorrow, I love you, tomorrow– my $300 iPhone will be able to do something every other cheap-ass $20 cell phone produced since 1987 can already easily do — send a friggin’ picture via text message! I can’t wait! Is anyone else this [...]
It’s been one of those days. Got up this morning with big plans for an outing with the family. That was promptly squashed by a major squabble with the Big D, complete with yelling & cussing. Woa boy. Not a good scene.
The residual crankiness continues into the evening. I don’t know if it’s hormones, but [...]
So I’ve been trying to do better about cooking real meals lately. Tonight I made chicken breasts (which I seasoned with — as Mr. E so poetically put it — a bunch of stuff thrown in the pan), steamed veggies (broccoli & cauliflower) and Rice’A’Roni, Rice Pilaf flavor. (Yeah, yeah, I know, technically boxed Rice’A’Roni [...]
So we’re sitting in the living room watching TV and Jare comes down the hall and announces:
“If you put a dryer sheet in your pants and fart through it, it smells good.”
Good to know, Jare. Good to know.
So the Big D and I took Mose to the vet for his final Puppy Pack visit. (Sidenote — he’s officially 4 months old now, got his rabies shot and his appointment to get snipped! Yay!). He’s doing well — now 18 pounds big. Only problem is, according to the results of his fecal sample, [...]
The kids share a bathroom. They don’t want to share a bathroom, and often bicker and fight over sharing a bathroom (sometimes this fighting includes doing unspeakable things to each others toothbrushes, but I digress). Share they must as I am not willing to give up my tiny bathroom haven to them.
Being the control freak [...]
It’s been raining for three days . . . three days indoors . . . three kids . . . three cats . . . two dogs . . . DH with an ear infection and me. Whoopee.
We haven’t actually gotten all that much real rain . . . just threatening dark clouds. The torrential [...]