I am trying to write and answer my email and catch up in Twitterville. Consequently, I have 42 abandoned entries and nothing to post. Meanwhile, the baby is bringing me random things from around the house. What was an empty counter at which I sat with only my computer and a cup of tea is now covered with: a phone, 2 movies - 50 First Dates & Josie and the Pussycats, 3 different pieces of tupperware with 5 different lids, the remote control, "Beginning iPhone Development", "Flat Belly Diet", a karate shoe, "Hello, Cupcake!", a lunch box, a rubber frog, an assortment of what were clean dish towels and cloth napkins, a brush, a stuffed cat, a platic seahorse and a sock.
What the fuck?
Is she trying to help with inspirational offerings? Is she commenting on the inconsistencies in my book collection? Maybe she is cleaning up for me? THAT is what I need. A fully trained 1 year old maid. Yes!
On a whole other note. How often do you guys change your sheets? Really. This topic was brought up with the last post and the whole mopping thing. Which THANK GOD I will never, ever have to do again because I'm well known for sticking to my word. But really, when do you change your sheets? Like regularly? On a schedule? When they smell funny? When they LOOK dirty? When they disintegrate into dust and threads? I'm just wondering if my practice of changing them when the 5 year old begs me to is so off base.
Also, I found a cool way to save money and survive parenting...http://www.wikihow.com/Make-Vodka
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