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Monthly Archives: January 2006

Put them on the bottom

I can never find pants that are just the right length for me. Many stores have 3 lengths, S for Short, A for Average and L for long. I used to buy short, but one wash and I’d lose an inch off the bottom. Under the same logic, I should be able to buy the average length pants and after one wash they should fit perfectly right? Not so, apparently the Average length pants are sprinkled with fairy dust, and no amount of washing shrinks them.

Anyway, not the point of my story, the point is accessibility. You’d think someone in Old Navy would get a clue and remember that the S is for Short ie short people (namely me), and perhaps putting them on the top shelf, a foot and a half above my head, might not be good for business.

Shoot me now

My mornings can go down hill really fast. They start off really well, then poof, everything goes to hell in a hand basket.

My XD card has disappeared. It was in the reader last night, M says he didn’t touch it, so I can only assume C took it out, played and chewed on it a little, and it now sits wherever he dropped it. What’s with the putting everything in his mouth now? He didn’t do it before, but now at 2½ everything is a chew toy.

I can’t do shit unless he’s strapped to my ankle. It’s the only safe place since I can’t take my eyes off him for a second. He snapped a box of crayons this morning one by one after colouring so nicely with them for almost 20 minutes. It’s like every now and then he turns into the monster. One minute he’s playing with his cars all serene-like, look again and find he’s trying to stuff them into the vcr (and yea, I already check to see if the xd card was in there, it’s not).

As usual M has to wait until the last minute to get his soccer gear together and you know there’s always one friggin thing in the land of the lost. One shoe, or one shin guard and this morning one knee high soccer sock.

I’ll do the laundry says hubby last night. This morning while cleaning I find his idea of doing laundry is one load now creased to high heaven in the dryer, and one soppy mess sitting in the washing machine.

I thought I’d be nice and make spaghetti sauce, only to find after opening the tomatoes, throwing everything in the pan, I have no onions and no onion powder. Not to mention I’m out of kitchen towel and sponges so I had to use a bib to wipe up the tomato sauce I slopped all over the floor.

I’d go back to bed and start again if hubs wasn’t there since he worked last night.

You can sue with a lie

It pisses me off when I see a story on the late news exaggerated so much it’s not even close to the truth , then seeing the same story in all 3 papers this morning.

I know the truth, and it’s not even close to what is being reported, most of the key points are simply left out and some are out and out lies.

And ya know what really tans my hide (apart from the fact I have to be very cryptic)? The archdiocese will settle out of court because it’ll be cheaper than going to court, these people will get money for something that was their fault because they failed to supervise their children after school and the public will never get to know what really happened.