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Spooky baby

10 PM, M went up to bed and I’m on the pc in the basement, when I here a baby laughing and singing. I figure C has woken, and it sounded like he was having a grand ole time in his room.

Off I go upstairs, ready to do battle, only to find M has unplugged the transmitter part, the baby I hear is not my own. Apparently, my intercom picks up some other intercom on the street, much clearer than it picks up my own in fact.
I didn’t let M know of the intercoms capabilities, he now thinks we have a ghost. Does that make me a bad mom? :)

I’m in fast forward now…

See, I’m working toward getting stuff fixed – or should I say finished? I’ve finally completed the front page of my photo blog jpg, and it only took me 6 months.

May I also direct you to the sidebar, where my latest photo entry is now displayed in the sidebar, with a link that takes you straight to the full size image.

Now I’m really rocking – just uploaded a new theme for my photos, which in turn has given me more work since I now have to re-upload most of my photos to 450 px.

Hold me back, what else is there to do?

Irresponsible

M is now without a psp. My constant badgering on how he should buy a screen saver to prevent scratches, keep it in the pouch, don’t take it to camp, has fallen on deaf ears. Yesterday (of course he has no idea how) it was either trodden on, sat on, or dropped from a high building, and now has a hug crack on the right side of the screen. Useless!

I’ve now confiscated his DS, playstation 2, gameboy, and MY ipod and he’s banned from using his father’s cell phone until he gets a clue and realizes the money tree in the backyard is make believe, a sarcastic response used by parents when their kids catch the “can I have, I want” bug.

Yesterday I ordered a replacement phone from verizon since the contract was up and the phone hubby uses is my old phone. Today I canceled the order. Until he uses words other than “if it breaks I’ll just get a new one” he isn’t getting shit, and since hubby is only interested in making and receiving phone calls, a new phone isn’t a priority.

It’s a conspiracy

You know me, I see a conspiracy around every corner if it involves me paying more money, and “they’re” out to get me again.

Remember Patient line? Well they’re not making communication between my mom and I easy or stress free at all. Like any money grabbing phone company, they have peak and off-peak rates. For me this really didn’t bother me, since I always called my mom after work, around 3PM. Take into account the time difference of 5 hours I got off-peak rates; and thus, here’s where the conspiracy kicks in.

All of a sudden, for the past 4 days I haven’t been able to call after 3PM, I get a busy signal. I don’t even get that long winded boring message, just a straight out busy signal. On each occasion, I’ve called my dad and asked him to try and he’s gotten through to my mom first try, but me—- nope, nothing but a busy signal. However, if I call at 7AM my time, peek hours their time, I get through immediately.

Now if that isn’t a straight up, out to get me conspiracy, what is huh? Barstids!

Speechless

My house now needs to be a curse free house. This evening putting the little one to bed I found we ran out of pull ups. I shouted down to hubby to see if there was one down stairs when C lifted his arms in the air, looked at me with utter disgust and said:

Warning, the skittish shouldn’t proceed:

Continue “Speechless”

How Crass

A reporter and photographer tried to gatecrash the wake this evening. SHE showed up in a cheep black dress, big black floppy hat, and looked as though she’d just stepped out of a brothal. I was embarressed for them both. To stoop so low. They were asked to leave, but instead hung around outside like pesky ants and snapped photos as the monks entered. (the family are Buddhists)

Disgusting!