cleaner than most...

I am fairly certain that it should not be your criteria for selecting a motel however today I saw not 1 but 2 count them 1, 2 motels that advertised themselves as "cleaner than most"

ipod touch

I have decided I need one so I think ipod should send me one and I could extol it's virtues on my blog. Seriously how do these crazy mommy bloggers get on the free stuff train? I could use some free stuff! Ah well I suppose I'll just have to hold out till my birthday...

irreconcilable dish washing

It makes my skin crawl to let David do the dishes really from washing to putting them up he drives me batty. First he never really rinses stuff off which I do, he then throws as much as physically possible into the machine not concerning himself with items that do not belong in the dishwasher or only belong on the top shelf or blocking where the water streams. Of course it is generally quite full because instead of emptying a clean dishwasher he will empty just a few things in order to fit in the newer dirtier dishes and then re-run the load and he would do this continually if I didn't step into to actually empty the dishwasher. Of course when he does put things away he puts them in the wrong places and never can manage to put the plastic ware with it's corresponding lid resulting in many many mismatched and completely useless plastic containers.
So if we ever divorce the decree is certain to read irreconcilable dish washing!

my further misadventures with the teenager species

nephew coming here again this evening, we will pick him up after a scrimmage.
Just got the text
on my way to the school
I replied with from where with the hope of a locale in order to properly gauge the time I left until I had to head over to the school
from the game
good grief no shit Sherlock!
There is a part of me that thinks we need to send C to boarding school or the French foreign Legion or something before he actually turns into one of these teenage beings on the other hand I will have an even more constant flow of material for the blog....

Monday morning xenophobia

bumper sticker seen
"Uncle Sam wants you to speak English"
no bitch Uncle Sam wants you to drive the speed limit

Happy Mother's Day

to one & all and a special thank you to my special and precious little monkey who gives me my very own day