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someone crashed my stash!
The Ermlette in all her cuteness made herself at home today up on top of the wheelie bins that hold my stash. I have two lined baskets up there for overflow and well, yarn I just like to look at and touch.
She is staring at the floor because a reflection from my camera flashed and she is obsessed with shiny things. We can entertain her for hours with a flashlight, and anytime something reflects sunlight on a wall or the floor she goes insane trying to get it.
The Man is about to go out and mow the yard for the first time this year. He is borrowing my iPod shuffle to do it and he already has his headphones on and music blaring. I am on the verge of taking a nap, which kills me becuase it is a glorious 69 (hee hee) degrees today. But I am just exhausted and got about 5 hours of sleep last night. I need a nap.
But he keeps finding reasons to stay inside the house and do things.
Like go through his closet and look check his work pants for wear. So then he can walk out and say
"I GUESS MY KHAKI PANTS HAVE TO GO"
" what? go where? why?"
"THEY HAVE A HUGE HOLE IN THEM."
"allrighty, then talk talk talk,blah blah mending, sewing,words."
"DID YOU HEAR ME?"
"uhh,yeah"
"BECAUSE YOU DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING"
"ok"
"WHY DIDN'T YOU SAY ANYTHING?"
"uhhhh....."
"FINE, I AM GOING OUTSIDE TO MOW."
"jesus"
"OH MY GOD I HEARD THAT YOU ARE SO RUDE"
but wait, there is more. He just came in for a drink of water and we had this little gem of a conversation:
TM: That grass is so tall back there, but only in like 4 inch patches.
Me: yeah, its where the stray cat shits. (this is true, we have a pattern of freakishly tall grass patches from cat turds)
TM: "That's gross. What if I step in it?"
me: " Check your shoes before you come inside. OH! Speaking of stepping, be careful when you mow, I saw a rabbit in the back yard and I think there might be a nest of babies"
TM: "Why? I am much bigger than a rabbit."
but wait, there is more. He just came in for a drink of water and we had this little gem of a conversation:
TM: That grass is so tall back there, but only in like 4 inch patches.
Me: yeah, its where the stray cat shits. (this is true, we have a pattern of freakishly tall grass patches from cat turds)
TM: "That's gross. What if I step in it?"
me: " Check your shoes before you come inside. OH! Speaking of stepping, be careful when you mow, I saw a rabbit in the back yard and I think there might be a nest of babies"
TM: "Why? I am much bigger than a rabbit."
me: ....
me: ....
me "what did you just say?"
TM: "I said, I AM. MUCH BIGGER. THAN. A RABBIT"
me: "Oh, ok so they won't get you then?"
TM (rolling his eyes): "yeah"
me: "Well. OK, then."
me "what did you just say?"
TM: "I said, I AM. MUCH BIGGER. THAN. A RABBIT"
me: "Oh, ok so they won't get you then?"
TM (rolling his eyes): "yeah"
me: "Well. OK, then."
he is going to be so pissed when he mulches a family of teeny baby rabbits and I can do is laugh at him.
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