The Spider

A long time ago, when I was pregnant with #2, my brother lived with me. One night(?) I called him to come kill this HUGE spider that was on my ceiling. I described it to him in great detail, color, 5 million legs, etc. and he turned the light on to show me there was no spider. I think it may have run away because I am sure it was there. Today said brother called me from the state he lives in. He asked what was up and I said the ceiling, and then I looked up and there was a giant spider on the ceiling! I was horrified. I hate spiders, they make me feel creepy all day. I told brother I would call him back and called my neighbor Jules to see if she wasn't doing anything, maybe she would like to come over for a party, a spider killing party. As luck would have it, Jules was available and took care of the giant thing in just a minute. Lets all think happy thoughts for Jules today. Jules, the great spider killer of the north!

Dwarf 2 needs a name...

I realized this morning that Dwarf 2 still has no name. Anyone who knows us, send in your name thoughts.

Who REALLY Needs A Bathroom Anyway?

My husband took Monday off work. He had a forced holiday on Tuesday. I still don't have a bathroom. I broke down today and bought 2 over the door towel holders for the ONE bathroom we are all sharing. I feel like I am slowly accepting that we will never have the bathroom done. I am giving up. I will never have privacy again. Until I am in my early 60's, and who cares then? I plan to roam the neighborhood dressed in my housecoat and slippers, maybe, and to heck with what the neighbors think. I also think I might mumble to myself a bit too loud as well. Things like, if only we'd had more than the one bathroom I might not be mumbling. As it is I am babbling now. And only because I haven't posted anything in such a long time.

On a fun note, I am painting my family room. It is now bungalow gold instead of crap taupe. I really like it. I am actually sitting here waiting for the paint to dry. It needs another coat. I ought to go check it because the sooner it is painted the sooner I can get the laundry done, and the dishes, and the vacuuming, and the kids to be, OH GLORIOUS TIME OF NIGHT, (that was to be sung out LOUD) the kids in bed.

On the lovely thought of sleeping children, who are SO cute, I am going to go check the paint.