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May. 7th, 2002 09:46 amSo this lady is making her kid sleep in a jacuzzi bathtub.
Me: I'm sorry, I don't think we're going to be able to get CPS to investigate this.
Caller: WHAT?! But she sleeps in the bathtub!
Me: It's not nice, but it's not necessarily illegal either.
Caller: Well, it should be after what happened with Andrea Yates.
Huh? I am usually pretty good about keeping my bland, just-the-facts persona on, but I think I said something like 'making your kid sleep in a bathtub and drowning her are not the same thing at all'.
Jesus, people, get a grip.
So yesterday hub announces he's going to Home Despot to get stuff to make a clothesline (we pay for all this natural gas for the dryer, when we have lots of free hot air thanks to living in Texas- makes sense to me). Do we need anything else? Our borrowed lawn mower was on the fritz, so I suggested stuff to fix it, or that we could just get a push-mower. I have since learned that I meant a 'reel mower', you know, that has no engine, just blades. A mower can run on baby seal fat and as long as you walk behind it, it counts as a push mower. Anyway, such is the beauty of our relationship that hub knew what I meant, and found one for $80. He called and asked me to look on the web to see what I could find out about that brand. I didn't find much except the home page of the company that makes them, and of course they said their mowers were all paragons of mowing wonderfulness. I found a similar model by the same company reviewed on Amazon.com, of all things. One of the reviewers said that the scissory sounds made by the blades was 'very satisfying.' 8|
So he got it, and mowed the lawn. Yay! It looks better. Of course, we have so many leaves in the front due to the live oaks, I'm beginning to wonder if we should do something with them. Nothing so awful as sticking them in plastic bags and throwing them in a landfill, but... I dunno... putting them in the compost heap or something. No one ever told me the basics of lawn care.
We tried to go see Spider Man at the Drafthouse, and managed to get tickets. However by the time we showed up, there were no two seats together left except on the very front row, which is literally about 10 feet from the screen. There was no way we could deal with that so we asked if we could exchange our tix for a later show. Apparently not, the jerks. So we went home and punched up '12 Monkeys' on pay-per-view, not a bad movie. Probably better head-food than Spider-Man.
Today is my Friday. At last; for some reason it seems like it's been a long week.
Me: I'm sorry, I don't think we're going to be able to get CPS to investigate this.
Caller: WHAT?! But she sleeps in the bathtub!
Me: It's not nice, but it's not necessarily illegal either.
Caller: Well, it should be after what happened with Andrea Yates.
Huh? I am usually pretty good about keeping my bland, just-the-facts persona on, but I think I said something like 'making your kid sleep in a bathtub and drowning her are not the same thing at all'.
Jesus, people, get a grip.
So yesterday hub announces he's going to Home Despot to get stuff to make a clothesline (we pay for all this natural gas for the dryer, when we have lots of free hot air thanks to living in Texas- makes sense to me). Do we need anything else? Our borrowed lawn mower was on the fritz, so I suggested stuff to fix it, or that we could just get a push-mower. I have since learned that I meant a 'reel mower', you know, that has no engine, just blades. A mower can run on baby seal fat and as long as you walk behind it, it counts as a push mower. Anyway, such is the beauty of our relationship that hub knew what I meant, and found one for $80. He called and asked me to look on the web to see what I could find out about that brand. I didn't find much except the home page of the company that makes them, and of course they said their mowers were all paragons of mowing wonderfulness. I found a similar model by the same company reviewed on Amazon.com, of all things. One of the reviewers said that the scissory sounds made by the blades was 'very satisfying.' 8|
So he got it, and mowed the lawn. Yay! It looks better. Of course, we have so many leaves in the front due to the live oaks, I'm beginning to wonder if we should do something with them. Nothing so awful as sticking them in plastic bags and throwing them in a landfill, but... I dunno... putting them in the compost heap or something. No one ever told me the basics of lawn care.
We tried to go see Spider Man at the Drafthouse, and managed to get tickets. However by the time we showed up, there were no two seats together left except on the very front row, which is literally about 10 feet from the screen. There was no way we could deal with that so we asked if we could exchange our tix for a later show. Apparently not, the jerks. So we went home and punched up '12 Monkeys' on pay-per-view, not a bad movie. Probably better head-food than Spider-Man.
Today is my Friday. At last; for some reason it seems like it's been a long week.
