It is so nice being warm.
And typing this listening to the waves.
Here is my view:
It does not suck.
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Monday, November 09, 2009
Sunday, November 08, 2009
More on the heat
The house was SO WARM this morning, I was running around sans pantalons.
I LOVE HEAT!
Saturday, November 07, 2009
HEAT HEAT HEAT
Our furnace died with the GREAT FLOOD OF THE CENTURY. And it sucked. The house would be 54 degrees in the morning. Ava would come into bed with me to warm up before we had breakfast. Ava and I would wear many layers throughout the day. Ava had a lot of accidents because she could not take off all the clothes in time to go potty. I drank copious amounts of tea. Space heaters were used.
Our furnace was replaced today. We have heat. It is 74 degrees in the house! It is 49 degrees outside! I have to say the word SUCCULENT comes to mind when I feel this comfortable. I am drinking a cold Coca Cola.
Oh! I am a simple woman--I just want to be warm.
Funny Things Ava has said
Ava: Mommy, calm down! You are all tangled up.
Ava: Mommy, I so happy to see you.
Ava: Mommy, I want to hit my ears.
Neti Pot
Due to my clever couponing, I have a Neti Pot that I got for free. This is not something I would have every bought myself otherwise. But having used it, I say that I would have paid money for it!
Friday, November 06, 2009
Thursday, November 05, 2009
Better
Ava is better. Yohboh and I think that it was some dairy that Ava ate. This further reinforces the no dairy clause in our lives.
Step Stool

What I find funny about this picture is that she is standing on a drum when her step stool is right under the chair.
Karma
I was out running errands yesterday. Ava is much better but yesterday when she got up (at 12:30pm) she was listless. So I decided to get her some Pedialyte (TANGENT: did you know if you chug Pedialyte right before you go to bed after a heavy night of drinking, you will not get (as bad) a hangover? My favorite was Bubble Gum).
On the way home, there was a septic truck ahead of me. It was a truck that had a large tank of YUCK on it's bed. And it's leaking YUCK. Over every bump, it was also coughing YUCK in big greasy globs. It was a two lane road with steady traffic coming the other way so I was not going to pass him. So I stayed eight car lengths behind. Because I did not want any of that YUCK to splash my car.
This red BMW behind me was furious with me. How could I tell the furious? He was revving his engine, riding my ass and hittting the horn when I braked suddenly because I see the big globs come out. Basically, showing me the size of his minor cock.
Finally, the road became four lanes and he immediately cut me off. He gave me quite an ugly stare and gesture. He changed lanes so quickly I had the slam on my brakes. Then he revved his car the eight car lengths up to the septic truck that had just gone over some railroad tracks.
SPLOOSH! Thunk! Thunk!
When Red passed me, I had gone over to the next lane because I knew about the railroad tracks and figured there would be a SPLOOSH.
The next traffic light was red so there is another
SPLOOSH! Gluck! Thunk Thunk!
And Red was doing the gesticualting wildly while there is a pile of liquified but chunky YUCK on the windshield and hood of his Red BMW.
And he looked me in the next lane and I smiled and waved.
And proceeded to drive home, YUCK free.
Karma, it is karma.
Wednesday, November 04, 2009
Sick Baby
So last night, Ava got sick. She vomited a lot. So much, that we ran out of sheets for her bed. We have back up sheets, but the regular rotation got soiled. Also, there was no hot water left from the amount of times we had to bathe her.
Conversation at 1 AM:
Ava: Mommy, I spit in my mouth. I take a bath.
Minjenah: Yes baby.
Ava: My spit stinky!
And yohboh was awesome helping me clean up. Especially since he was so tired.
We also had a really nice day yesterday.
Helpful Hint
A conversation:
Yohboh: I have been trying to get through to the automated phone system for the insurance company to talk to a human.
Minjenah: When it asks you to speak say Fuck Motherfucker Fuck.
Yohboh: Really?
Minjenah: Works for me.
Later that same day:
Yohboh: I did your thing on the phone.
Minjenah: Did it work?
Yohboh: It did.












