Have you ever wondered what life would be like with children?
I don't have to wonder, we have the same mishaps, mess-ups, and mayhem, with just the two of us as we would with children. Chicken hunting, cow, chasing, hog slaughtering, house keeping, school work, redoing a bathroom, and yes even laundry. Chicken hunting takes time patience, and a keen eye. Cow chasing takes brains, agility, and the ability to know where the cow is going before they move, hog slaughtering just hurts because they are your children, house keeping of two students, employees, and fun people, impossible. School work=too busy, you help me with this, I'll help you with that. Bathroom? Well that is self-explanatory. And laundry. I do not mind doing laundry. Even when Danny and I were dating I did his laundry. Thats the first time it happened. I opened the dryer, a strong scent of speariment whaffed through the house. "DAAAAANNNYYYYY" Gum! All over your clothes! You got to empty your pockets. Married life hits. And this past month I have had to goo gone gum out of the dryer twice. Danny always says, Sometimes I forget to empty them out. So you need to double check. Well He was being nice and put a load of laundry in. I go to take it from the washer to dryer and when I open the washer, what do I smell??!?!??! SPEARMENT! Ohhh did I scream! I made Danny come in, and tell me what was wrong with this picture. GUM EVERYWHERE! He says, why didn't you check my pockets, and I lovingly retort, YOU PUT THIS LOAD IN!!!!! Well endless teasing occured. But a lesson learned? Probably not. Why have kids, I have a husband.
Sunday, November 7, 2010
Random Thoughts
So while I sit at work am allowed to do nothing, I have tons of random thoughts. Here are a few:
1. What is the deal with automatic flushing toilets? I have love hate relationship with them. I love the fact that you never have to touch some gross, grimy, handle to make everything disappear, however, have you ever felt like those automatic toilets are limiting the time they want you in stall? I don't know about you, but the second I stand up "woosh" down everything goes, and I haven't even finished pulling up, tucking in, zip, button, and pull down. Then I feel silly because I walk out five minutes after it's flushed and I know people are just thinking, "wow what else did you do in there?" So automatic flushing toilets, can please not rush me everytime I use you?
2. Handicapped doors vs. Lazy people. Oh my word! Have you ever realized how slowly those doors open? Well I have. And lazy people who do not even NEED to use them decide they are perfect for them. They push the button, wait thirty seconds, can barely slip in between the doors at this rate and then do it again with the second door. Do they realize with all that waiting and maneuvering, they could have meandered up to the third floor of the Library and back down again? Silly people, those doors aren't for you. Stop being lazy.
3. So because of the long hours Danny and I are on campus, and while it was still warm outside, I put blankets and pillows in the back of my car so that after my classes, I could take a comfortable nap. I would cuddle up, do some homework, then fall asleep. It was the perfect arrangement. Here is what I loved most about it. Again, the lazy people who are trying to find a close parking spot to the building. They see that I am opening up the back door, putting my stuff in, taking off my shoes, and making my make shift day bed. The second they spot me walking out the building doors with keys in hand, the blinker goes on, and they stalk me to my car. Watching my ritual they sit and wait. The door closes, I pull out the homework I desire to work on, the car is still waiting. I start working on it. I text my friend to tell her how ridiculous this car is, and finally after they start inching forward not wanting to get too close in case I am going to be backing up with no engine, or backup lights they try to assess the situation. Finally, after waiting for a good 5-10 minutes (depending on how lazy they are really are) zoom away in hopes of another close parking spot. Sorry buddy. Because you sat there for 10 minutes, you missed all the other 30 spots that had opened up. Ever heard of exercise?
4. Married friends who think that just because they are wanting to get pregnant, that I do to. You know who you are... B.P. What's up with that?
5. Registration. Seriously? You think they would have it figured out by now to make it work correctly.
1. What is the deal with automatic flushing toilets? I have love hate relationship with them. I love the fact that you never have to touch some gross, grimy, handle to make everything disappear, however, have you ever felt like those automatic toilets are limiting the time they want you in stall? I don't know about you, but the second I stand up "woosh" down everything goes, and I haven't even finished pulling up, tucking in, zip, button, and pull down. Then I feel silly because I walk out five minutes after it's flushed and I know people are just thinking, "wow what else did you do in there?" So automatic flushing toilets, can please not rush me everytime I use you?
2. Handicapped doors vs. Lazy people. Oh my word! Have you ever realized how slowly those doors open? Well I have. And lazy people who do not even NEED to use them decide they are perfect for them. They push the button, wait thirty seconds, can barely slip in between the doors at this rate and then do it again with the second door. Do they realize with all that waiting and maneuvering, they could have meandered up to the third floor of the Library and back down again? Silly people, those doors aren't for you. Stop being lazy.
3. So because of the long hours Danny and I are on campus, and while it was still warm outside, I put blankets and pillows in the back of my car so that after my classes, I could take a comfortable nap. I would cuddle up, do some homework, then fall asleep. It was the perfect arrangement. Here is what I loved most about it. Again, the lazy people who are trying to find a close parking spot to the building. They see that I am opening up the back door, putting my stuff in, taking off my shoes, and making my make shift day bed. The second they spot me walking out the building doors with keys in hand, the blinker goes on, and they stalk me to my car. Watching my ritual they sit and wait. The door closes, I pull out the homework I desire to work on, the car is still waiting. I start working on it. I text my friend to tell her how ridiculous this car is, and finally after they start inching forward not wanting to get too close in case I am going to be backing up with no engine, or backup lights they try to assess the situation. Finally, after waiting for a good 5-10 minutes (depending on how lazy they are really are) zoom away in hopes of another close parking spot. Sorry buddy. Because you sat there for 10 minutes, you missed all the other 30 spots that had opened up. Ever heard of exercise?
4. Married friends who think that just because they are wanting to get pregnant, that I do to. You know who you are... B.P. What's up with that?
5. Registration. Seriously? You think they would have it figured out by now to make it work correctly.
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