Wednesday, February 23, 2005

Odd thoughts

Surely there must be a nuisance tax deduction for parents whose adult children return home, but my tax guy didn't find one.

While my daughter might be sleeping beauty while asleep, she does wake up. Children and husbands are adorable when they are sleeping so we don't take advantage of the situation and kill them.

How long does it take to put away a suitcase dropped in the foyer that anyone coming in the door has to walk around? I am patiently waiting to find out. Three weeks so far.

Tomorrow my daughter and I return to the gym for some serious workouts. I have two sets of crutches, and I hope we don't need them. We have a way of spurring the other on to do more, more, more. This does not carry over to housework, however. Sadly.

A day that starts with a dog throwing up all over my bedroom can only improve, right? Is it really necessary to spread it out all over the entire room? She barely missed my shoes, and that is only because I grabbed them. That was Molly, and she seems to be fine now. She does wake me up this way every now and then. I don't know why it tends to hit her an hour before I plan to get up.

Is it a new fashion statement to see if every inch of a bedroom carpet can be covered with clothing? Must every article be in sight at all times?

I applied for a job as a victim advocate. I received a letter with an appointment for "oral review for qualifications." Does that sound like an interview or a boom boom room thing?

xoxo

 

 

13 comments:

Anonymous said...

hee hee you're so funny!  You gotta wonder about kids.  I will be expecting my grown newly graduated college son here in June...summers are one thing we shall see how long it takes him to either move into his fathers or get his own place.  Hope it's the latter.  I am still trying to figure out how I can claim the 4 cats...they have bills too!!  At least you didn't step in the barf..nothing like cold cat barf to wake you up in the morning!  Have fun!  Rose

Anonymous said...

I think it must be an interview.........lol   Glad you escaped getting barfed on, but sorry about the bedroom.  As for adult kids living at home with their parents....good luck on that one and protect YOUR clothing.   Anne

Anonymous said...

Did I already say that I almost threw a party when my daughter finally moved out?  I did inside my head.  Definitely boom boom room stuff.

Anonymous said...

Did I say I didn't step in cold barf? I said she missed my shoes - I wasn't wearing them!

Anonymous said...

I certainly gave the wrong impression. Molly sleeps under the covers and woke up barfing. It was better than the time Baby had severe diarrhea as a puppy and slept against my side. Who knew they can leak?

Anonymous said...

At least the dog didn't pee down your leg. Although I wish she had. We'd be even then.

Anonymous said...

Oh ... has it only been 3 weeks? lol
        *** Coy ***


Anonymous said...

"How long does it take to put away a suitcase dropped in the foyer that anyone coming in the door has to walk around? I am patiently waiting to find out. Three weeks so far."

Still chortling......

and the "boom boom room" thing................ you are a delight. If they ask how comfortable you are in thigh high boots, just leave.
judi

Anonymous said...

The fashion thing about clothing on the floor: that's not new. I have been doing it for years. The latest thing is to keep them in piles so that you can still see parts of the floor. You might tell the daughter that she is hopelessly out of step with the "New Mess" movement.

Anonymous said...

Hm....kinda sounds like you might have to get on your
knees for that interview.  LMAO!!
clothes on the floor...dog vomit...hey, are you sure
you aren't talking about my house?
Lovish!
Connie

Anonymous said...

Hmmm...good luck with the interview and the workout...
I hope that Molly doesn't continue to puke in your floor....yuck!
hugs,
Kathi

Anonymous said...

I've been on many oral boards. I only wish they were that exciting. They just want to make sure you're not fluffing up your resume.

Oops. Did I say "fluffer"?

Anonymous said...

I awoke one morning to the sound of my dog barfing a huge barf.  I steeled myself to the inevitable massive clean up, but when I was fully awake, the dog was in the other room and there was nothing to clean up.  I had dreamed it.  Halleluja