I had the “shift” last night – what this means in casa reddogknits is that you are responsible for any nighttime issues that may present with chitlins, getting breakfast prepared and presented, feed dogs, cats, and fish, make morning coffee, clean litter, clean kitchen, and get kids changed and ready for the day – all [...]
Entries from January 2008
January 28, 2008
My Camera Can’t Smell You
Yup, I’m one of these:
I planned to attend THE event contingent upon the parental units arriving for a day of ear-achy camaraderie fun with the chitlins and when the radar reported a “light dusting of snow” (translation to parents – THE great blizzard of 2008), it was uncertain if I would arrive to TB for the [...]
January 24, 2008
Every Maxi-Pad Should Have a Smiley Face
I don’t know what more I can add that hasn’t been added here, here, or here, but since I have been pegged as a horsey ridin’ blind knitter that puts smiley faces on maxi-pads, I feel a sense to share my story.
Despite feeling achy, strep throaty, and bronchitisy, and fresh off an intervention to get Dirty Sue [...]
January 14, 2008
The Rota-Rooter
After two ER visits, three boxes of fever reducer suppositories, an extra carton of diapers, one case of butt-wipes, two bottles of Motrin, one jar of Vicks, and the finale pediatrician visit, the diagnosis was confirmed – Rota-Rooter virus. And being the good parents that we are, we have used the opportunity for some teachable [...]
January 8, 2008
linda blairs live here
I realize I may be dating myself with my title reference but someone needs to preform an exorcism to rid these two of all that is microbial and bacterial and vomitial and diarreheal. I spent today at a business meeting wondering if anyone else in the room smelled poop and if so, was it smeared [...]
January 1, 2008
Flakes in the Snow
Is it a New Year? After two glasses of wine and a great dinner, we were passed out by 9pm. Cheers!
Reason #242 why we need to move to a warmer climate:
Hearty Breakfast (60 minutes):
Dress up time (60 minutes)
I guess these boots have cement soles because Scrappy stood like this without moving an eyelash until we [...]
