These things work well and they are kind of fun.. Who doesn't like watching blue foam come out of their drain?
Saturday, June 28, 2008
Teh Eww pt. Deux
Problem mostly solved!
These things work well and they are kind of fun.. Who doesn't like watching blue foam come out of their drain?
These things work well and they are kind of fun.. Who doesn't like watching blue foam come out of their drain?
Teh Eww
I am so grossed out. I was just cleaning the sink and on a whim I stuck a fork into the little spaces between the rubber flaps on my garbage disposal.
Black gunk came out on the fork. I scraped along the underside of a flap. More black gunk. I lifted up the flap and OMG there was like a half inch+ of black sludge/goo/slime stuck underneath each flap. Pretty sure I didn't accumulate that all by my lonesome, so there is OTHER PEOPLE'S SLUDGE IN MY SINK!
*gag*
Black gunk came out on the fork. I scraped along the underside of a flap. More black gunk. I lifted up the flap and OMG there was like a half inch+ of black sludge/goo/slime stuck underneath each flap. Pretty sure I didn't accumulate that all by my lonesome, so there is OTHER PEOPLE'S SLUDGE IN MY SINK!
*gag*
Sunday, June 22, 2008
They're watching you..
Miss E watched me fix my hair the other day (this involves lots of hair flipping and bending over).
She held out her hand for a bit of mousse.. and promptly bent over and started squishing it into her hair.
So, if you think your toddler isn't watching/imitating your every move, you are dead wrong.
I'm pretty sure I'm supposed to insert some kind of PSA here.
She held out her hand for a bit of mousse.. and promptly bent over and started squishing it into her hair.
So, if you think your toddler isn't watching/imitating your every move, you are dead wrong.
I'm pretty sure I'm supposed to insert some kind of PSA here.
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Okay, I'm only Dumbass of The Week
The downstairs neighbors *did* move out!
Smoker blond didn't live with them, but I was so confused, because she always parked in front of their place. She lived in the next building over.
They all moved into a house together.
So, now I'm just the crazy box on the wrong porch abandoner. I'm pretty sure they needed them anyhow, so I don't feel as weird.
Smoker blond didn't live with them, but I was so confused, because she always parked in front of their place. She lived in the next building over.
They all moved into a house together.
So, now I'm just the crazy box on the wrong porch abandoner. I'm pretty sure they needed them anyhow, so I don't feel as weird.
Saturday, June 14, 2008
Miss E- 2, Mom- 0
I have tried to take Miss E with me to Kohl's twice this week. I'm looking for a new top and/or pants.
The first time she screamed until I let her out of the cart, and was fine- as long as I let her run around as much as she wanted, anywhere she wanted. I picked up possibly the ugliest purse ever off the clearance rack. She loves purses. Then I attempt to lead her to the shoes.
Commence tantrum. Purses are thrown. We leave, minus ugly purse. Score 1 for baby.
The second time she wanted to push the cart. She couldn't reach the handles. Commence tantrum. We ditched the cart and went to visit the purse section. We found the *same* ugly purse. E threw it over her arm and made a run for it. After 3 laps around the store, I convinced her to head to the shoe dept with me. There we found some sparkly toddler slip ons, 3 sizes too large. She falls in love with them and won't budge until they are on her feet. They are of course, attached to each other by a short, short plastic cord. She got them on her feet but couldn't walk more than a foot. Commence tantrum. I found some Dora light up sneakers (in her size) and try them on her. By then she was screaming, splayed out in the middle of the aisle. I take em off and throw em in the box. She picked up "her" sparkly shoes and the dora shoe box, plus the ugly purse and made a run for it. I steered her through the girl's section, where she picked up a training bra, to the adult clothing section and got a 30 second tour before she'd had enough. She lost the ugly purse and training bra somewhere in the swimwear. Fearing retribution (and a bigger headache), I bought both pairs of shoes and we got the hell out of there.
This is why baby leashes and bribery with candy were invented. Remind me to be prepared next time.
The first time she screamed until I let her out of the cart, and was fine- as long as I let her run around as much as she wanted, anywhere she wanted. I picked up possibly the ugliest purse ever off the clearance rack. She loves purses. Then I attempt to lead her to the shoes.
Commence tantrum. Purses are thrown. We leave, minus ugly purse. Score 1 for baby.
The second time she wanted to push the cart. She couldn't reach the handles. Commence tantrum. We ditched the cart and went to visit the purse section. We found the *same* ugly purse. E threw it over her arm and made a run for it. After 3 laps around the store, I convinced her to head to the shoe dept with me. There we found some sparkly toddler slip ons, 3 sizes too large. She falls in love with them and won't budge until they are on her feet. They are of course, attached to each other by a short, short plastic cord. She got them on her feet but couldn't walk more than a foot. Commence tantrum. I found some Dora light up sneakers (in her size) and try them on her. By then she was screaming, splayed out in the middle of the aisle. I take em off and throw em in the box. She picked up "her" sparkly shoes and the dora shoe box, plus the ugly purse and made a run for it. I steered her through the girl's section, where she picked up a training bra, to the adult clothing section and got a 30 second tour before she'd had enough. She lost the ugly purse and training bra somewhere in the swimwear. Fearing retribution (and a bigger headache), I bought both pairs of shoes and we got the hell out of there.
This is why baby leashes and bribery with candy were invented. Remind me to be prepared next time.
Monday, June 9, 2008
Dumbass of the Year award goes to..
Me!
I've lived in this apartment for nearly a year. I met one of the neighbors downstairs shortly after moving in. He mentioned his wife, and two kids. They frequently have friends or family over, and I never got introduced to his wife (a petite blond). Well, I've seen her around with the two kids, but only spoken to her once or twice. I frequently see a petite blond out smoking on their porch. I've always assumed this was her. Sometimes there are two blonds out there, but I don't want to stare or interrupt so I just wave and go upstairs. They both usually have sunglasses on, anyhow.
It was only recently (okay, today) that I realized that maybe the one with the kids and the regular smoker aren't the same person. I spoke to the frequent smoker Friday and she said they were moving (I was taking a couple boxes out to the trash and she said she'd take them off my hands). I told her I had a couple more boxes hanging out on my back porch and I'd bring them down later. Me, being as anti-social as I am, just dropped them off on the porch and went back upstairs to be reclusive.
A couple days later the boxes were still hanging out there, and I saw the neighbor dude move two of them out of the way (the other was gone). I started wondering if maybe the chick moving wasn't the one that lives there and if I'm a freak that abandons boxes on people's porches. Today I noticed the blond w/ kids heading out into the parking lot. One minute later I see smoker blond heading the same way.
DOH!
I'm so confused. I don't know if smoker blond lives there or what. Is she one of the kids baby mamas? Does she live on the couch?
More importantly, has she lived there the whole time and I just haven't noticed?
I've lived in this apartment for nearly a year. I met one of the neighbors downstairs shortly after moving in. He mentioned his wife, and two kids. They frequently have friends or family over, and I never got introduced to his wife (a petite blond). Well, I've seen her around with the two kids, but only spoken to her once or twice. I frequently see a petite blond out smoking on their porch. I've always assumed this was her. Sometimes there are two blonds out there, but I don't want to stare or interrupt so I just wave and go upstairs. They both usually have sunglasses on, anyhow.
It was only recently (okay, today) that I realized that maybe the one with the kids and the regular smoker aren't the same person. I spoke to the frequent smoker Friday and she said they were moving (I was taking a couple boxes out to the trash and she said she'd take them off my hands). I told her I had a couple more boxes hanging out on my back porch and I'd bring them down later. Me, being as anti-social as I am, just dropped them off on the porch and went back upstairs to be reclusive.
A couple days later the boxes were still hanging out there, and I saw the neighbor dude move two of them out of the way (the other was gone). I started wondering if maybe the chick moving wasn't the one that lives there and if I'm a freak that abandons boxes on people's porches. Today I noticed the blond w/ kids heading out into the parking lot. One minute later I see smoker blond heading the same way.
DOH!
I'm so confused. I don't know if smoker blond lives there or what. Is she one of the kids baby mamas? Does she live on the couch?
More importantly, has she lived there the whole time and I just haven't noticed?
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