Well. I was all set to make a list of things that make me happy, and the first thing was going to be:
I haven’t seen a roach in my house for 13 days. But no.
Before I could post, I went over in the corner to keep Maya from
pulling the standing lamp down on herself, and there on the floor, with
it’s nasty little underside up was a medium smallish nasty mc nasty
cockroach. Shudder.
Other things I might have been happy about: getting to take a
nap. But no. A mere four minutes after I lay down to sleep,
I hear this weird crashing noise, and then Tim say “Maya, no…” (a
little too late). My beloved daughter had just busted a can of
generic chery coke open ALL over our apartment. So, we had to de
sticky everything, including Maya and Tim. And mop and
such. So.
Well. Truth be told, cockroach, and sticky house
notwithstanding, I am having a lovely day. I love my
family. I am a happy girl. I hope all is well for y’all in
Xanga-land.
Love.
third_man | 08-Nov-04 at 9:52 am | Permalink
I didn’t have any cherry-coke incidents, but I don have to clean my house today. Way to stay upbeat.
Thia7278 | 08-Nov-04 at 12:45 pm | Permalink
Mmmmmm, cherry coke…it has been so long since I’ve had one.
CraigerMcGreger | 08-Nov-04 at 4:34 pm | Permalink
One eprop for “Nasty McNasty” which is an appropriate term for those blasted things.