Thursday, December 18, 2008

Whassa happenin, hot stuff?

This happened yesterday. It was one of those days when you stay home all day and try to restore the house to a decent level of sanitation after the stomach flu has invaded. And try to think of really long run-on sentences. I was cleaning the bathrooms when Anders and Addie got really excited at the prospect of cleaning the toilets. They thought it was the coolest thing ever. I'm gonna work this new found passion of theirs while I can.
This is what happens when Mommy supervises the construction of the gingerbread house: It's structurally unsound and she has to hold the roof on. Then she gets sick of waiting for it to dry, so she gives up and tells everyone to just eat the thing. Here's what happens when you try to drive to the gym in this kind of weather: It takes you 30 minutes to get 1/3 of the way there. You call said gym daycare to tell them the roads are bad and you'd like to cancel. No, they say, because it's ten minutes before your appointment, so if you cancel we'll charge you $2 per kid. So to save yourself six lousy bucks you keep driving. When you're 2/3 of the way there and another 30 minutes have passed, you call again in a deliriously angry rage and tell them their cancellation policy sucks and to throw you a frickin bone. Then they cancel your appointment because you're 30 minutes late anyway.

Not a big fan of winter.

6 comments:

Misty Anderson said...

did you still have to pay the $2 per kid? That does suck. some people have no heart or give.

Doulabug said...

Tell those people that your friend in New York says to go sit on a tack.

Doulabug said...

But LOVE that the kiddos want to clean toilets. Send 'em over.

Jess said...

Meanies. The gingerbread house looks awesome. My kids like using the toilet wand too. Weird.

Holly said...

i hate gingerbread houses.

nice job with the early training of cleaning the toilets.*

*there could have been about three walmart jokes used there, but it would have been too easy.

Melinda B. said...

Ha ha, my girls beg to do the dishes. Of course, I have to do them again when they are done and mope the soaking floor. Don't you get 2 no-shows a year or something at the gym?