Thursday, February 25, 2010

The 7s!

In Math, Lil B is studying slightly more complicated multiplication and could not ever seem to remember the 7s. So today, he tells me that he made up a song to remember them. Here it goes:"7, 14, 21, 28--man, that's great!--35, 42, 49--I'm doing fine--56, 63, 70, 77--what a lemon--84!" That boy cracks me up!!!!!

Peace,
Jen
AKA The Mommy

Thursday, February 4, 2010

"Ick, Ew, Grossness!" or "Why I Can Still Scream Like a Little Girl!"

(This incident actually occurred on December 8, 2009. I thought I had posted it, but I guess I didn't. For your reading pleasure...)


Last March we converted from our old gas water heater to a new tankless electric water heater. There was a pipe that vented the old water heater that we didn't have to use with the new one. Barry told me that he wanted to leave it because we would have to patch the roof and he'd rather wait until we replaced the shingles with metal roofing. At the time I asked if it was possible for any creepy crawlies to get in and he told me no. And the only thing that we've had to deal with about the pipe is that when it storms you can hear the wind and rain whipping around the pipe.
So this evening I can hear the the wind hitting the pipe and I suddenly hear something loud coming from it. I didn't pay much attention to it. I just figured it was a hard gust of wind. Then all of a sudden this ginormous RAT walks out of my laundry room! Yes a R-A-T! Not a little field mouse. I'm talking huge! It must have fallen down the pipe and that was the commotion I heard. I screamed. Barry came running. It ran behind my refrigerator. So Barry sat here for 2 1/2 hours waiting to get it. He almost had it twice but it got away. One of the times it literally walked right up to him. He was finally able to hit it with the broom handle (and broke the broom handle) and either stunned it or gave it a heart attack or something and he scooped it up in the dust pan and threw it away. I made him toss the broom handle and dust pan also.
So...Barry's project for tomorrow. Plug up that stupid pipe. BTW...my goofy children thought this was HILARIOUS! Oh and I was standing on the couch, screeching like a little girl every time it came out. Barry said to make sure I included that.
Barry ASSURED me that nothing would get down that pipe. He's a dirty liar. That sucker was huge. I plugged the hole up with newspaper and duct taped a garbage bag over it. I thought I was going to throw up!
Peace,
Jen
AKA The Mommy

What a day!!!

Last night our electricity on one side of the house starts blinking off and on, but only if the hot water heater is on. If the hot water heater is off, then it just stayed off. Hubby makes a midnight trip to Wal-Mart to try to get it fixed to no avail. He came home from work early and his dad came over and they fixed the problem. Don't ask me what it was (some kind of breaker thingy--electrical is not my forte) but $11 bucks and some time out in the rain later, things are working again. Barry went back to work for a little while, so I load the dishwasher and make myself a sandwich and sit down to pay some bills online and my internet just stops working. I climbed under the desk to make sure that no connections were loose and my cell starts playing Rihanna's "Live Your Life" so I tell Lil B to grab my phone for me. He's screaming "I can't find it! I can't find it!" when C starts screaming in the bathroom. I jump up, hitting my head on the desk (which still hurts, by the way) to find C standing outside the bathroom, pointing at the toilet which had, you guessed it, overflowed.
Oh, mercy, what a day! Anyway, electrical is working, internet is working and the next person to flush the toilet is grounded. Where's my Calgon?
Peace,
Jen
AKA The Mommy