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Monday, July 21, 2008

Ring, HOT Water, Ring, HOT WATER!!

What the hell is wrong with me?? I am a walking disaster. I was getting ready to wash my hands and turned on the water in the sink. I was taking off my rings when one of them dropped into the sink. I acted on impulse because we don't have a catch on our drain and I didn't want to lose my engagement ring... again. So, I stick my hand in the sink only to be met with SCALDING HOT WATER. What do I do? I said OW!, saw the ring still circling in the sink and stick my hand back in to get it. OWWW!!! Missed the ring and had to go in a third time to catch it. OWWWWW!!!

God damn it that was hot effing water. My hand is throbbing and burning but at least the ring is safe. For now...


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Sunday, July 13, 2008

Business In The Front, Party In The Back

I had a nightmare last night. I dreamed that when I picked Lauren up from daycare, J had chopped off all of Lauren's hair because "it kept getting in her face." I was hysterical, a horrid combination of deep, deep sadness and burning anger. Jon didn't seem to think it was a big deal. Typical.

If something like this ever happened in real life, I can't say that I would react differently. I have this fear, seriously, that I'll leave Lauren with her Aunt Joeley or Nanny Bonnie, and they'll return her with trimmed/cut hair or bangs or something. I'm not normally a very sentimental kind of mom and let go of Lauren's baby stuff quite readily, save for a couple of things. And "firsts" are very welcome in our home. But I have this thing with her hair. It will be a very hard day for me when it's time for her first hair cut. I'm actually dreading it. It took her so long to grow hair that I can't imagine ever cutting some of it off.


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Wednesday, July 09, 2008

Bad, Bad Appliance Mommy

I really shouldn't be allowed to own, operate or maintain any type of heavy duty machinery or appliance. Monday night, I managed to set my stove on fire. Twice. I had made some pudding Sunday night and it overflowed while in the boiling stage and I didn't clean up underneath the burner. So, when we tried to make supper on Monday night, Sunday night's pudding set aflame. Stupid me thought it was a great idea to pour a bit of water on to put it out. It wasn't a grease fire, but the fire was on the aluminum liner underneath the scalding hot burner. Cold water + white hot element = well, I was lucky this time not to have it explode.

The apartment was full of smoke and Lauren was pretty scared because the first fire wasn't little. We opened up all the windows and got the fan out to push out the smoke. And I'm standing there watching this thick smoke and wondering shouldn't there be some type of alarm going off here? We've always just assumed there was some sort of built in fire/smoke alarm in the building. Perhaps we should ask the LL about that one.

And then it happened again 10 minutes later. Just a small one this time, but still enough to scare Lauren. Whenever you turned on a burner, any burner, it smoked. So, we managed to finally get supper completed (so not worth the effort btw) and I banished the use of the stove until further notice.

Last night, I kicked the crap out that stove. I busted out the gloves and steel wool and got to scrubbin'. I don't think in the 4 years we've lived there, we've ever really cleaned the stove. I mean I'd clean the top of it when it got dirty, but never the burner insets, the elements, or under the range. Last night, it got a thorough clean. And I got some ugly ass burner covers so nothing gets splattered on the elements when we're cooking.

I swear if I see one lick of smoke come from the stove tonight, (shaking fist (shake harda boy!! - impound lot guy from the simpsons))


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Wednesday, July 02, 2008

No Witty Title For This One

Happy Belated Canada Day! It's been a doozy. It's been drama, drama, drama around the Carson household since 2am last night when Jon and I heard some unusual noise.

Jon was getting into bed last night when these noises started. It sounded like things were being thrown around and I initially thought it was coming from Lauren's room, like she was chucking toys around but quickly ruled that out when we both jumped out of bed and ran into the living room. The sound was out in the hallway. Sounded to me like someone stumbling around drunk, like really drunk. Jon thought it sounded more like pounding. Well, we were both right. Then CRASH! Like someone dropped a box of dishes, then the building front door slammed and I saw a car peel out of our driveway narrowly missing a parked Jeep. I recognized the car and right away knew it was the loud girl. Jon checked out the hallway only to discover she had kicked out the glass in our landlords front door. He was out cleaning up the mess and Jon offered a hand but only left our broom in the end. We went to bed and I made a note to vacuum the hallway if the LL hadn't.

In the morning, I vacuumed the tiny leftover shards and out of curiosity looked down the stairs. No surprise, there was a trail of blood leading all the way out the door.

Fast forward to about a half hour ago. Jon was talking to the LL and found out that after the loud girl peeled out, she was completely loaded and drove head on into oncoming traffic and is now in the ICU. Well, that explains the multiple sirens we heard go by about 15 minutes after the incident last night.

Like holy shit, what do you say to that? I guess we won't have to worry about her waking Lauren up any more. No one knows why she was so pissed when she got here. Maybe we won't ever know. Not that it's my business anyway.

More drama? OK, a loved one today threatened someone with a murder/suicide and is now in the psych ward at the DECH. This person has had some issues in the past few months (or so I thought) and the second floor is the best place for him. He needs professional help and I'm glad he's there, if only he could have gone through the proper channels. Apparently last year, there was a rehab stint kept very hush hush. We only found out today. I feel so helpless for this boy. He needs love and support from the two people who stupidly don't realize he so desperately yearns for it. How do they not know they need to be there, not in a few days but NOW? Yeah he pushes you away, but I suppose it's because he doesn't think you'll stick around long enough to really care about him anyway. It's terrible but I really believe that too. I shake my head and thank god that Jon will always be by his side when he needs it.

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