Anastasia is totally green with envy because I have become Irish's favorite. Can I help it that I was deemed Dr. Quinn medicine woman and have had to administer the medicines that have made her feel all better? It's like that fable or whatever, the lion with the thorn in it's foot, right? It is so funny because Irish lets me hold her on her back and rub her belly and she stretches all out and gets all comfy and pokes her head in my armpit and closes her eyes for a nap.
Maddux had his ringworm bath Thursday. We dropped him off at 12:30pm and were told to pick him up around closing because he has to 'air dry' because they said they can't use a blow dryer. Why not? Anastasia and I thought it would be totally hilarious if they blow dried him and his hair poofed out and he came out looking like a Pomeranian. I'm betting they won't blow dry him because of Irish's reputation...the diva who made awful noises and was swiping at the staff on her last visit. I'm sure they heard my name and thought of that and thought no way, let him air dry. I went to pick him up and found out he also has tapeworms. They administered 2 pills while he was there and said that should take care of it. I also had to get a prescription filled at the human pharmacy for another antibiotic because his upper respiratory infection is still kickin' his butt.
Why must teens continually say no and argue when you ask them to do their chores and raise your blood pressure and your stress level, then they go ahead and go do the chores anyway? Why can't they skip the arguing part and just do it? I would like an argue-ectomy for each of my teens.
I rearranged another kitchen cabinet, the Tuperwaware cabinet Wednesday. Several weeks ago I did the pantry cabinet. It looks like crap now. Total crap because certain teens cannot put stuff back where they got it from. I'm wondering how long before the Tuperware cabinet looks like crap. I'm thinking of tackling the spice cabinet, but with their track record...what's the point?
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Friday, January 22, 2010
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9 comments:
Everything is the teen's fault. Even the fact that the cat now has tapeworms. I hate teens.
HA! I had to laugh at Lin's comment...FUNNY! :)
Yeah, go ahead and rearrange the spice cabinet...be mean and switch spices but don't tell the teens...that'll teach 'em! (be sure to tell Anastasia,though!) LOL
If you come to my house and organize MY tupperware cabinet, I promise to keep it organized!
Exactly how I feel...why bother it will just get dirty again LOL
Have a great weekend!
Lin is blaming your darling children for the cat's tapeworms? Doesn't she know the real cause is Global Warming!
Lin, I'm sorry. You are right actually. Teens are horrid. It's not global warming.
@ Lin - I am sooo with you.
@ A. Marie - The kids can't find a darn thing in the spice cabinet anyway, even if it's staring them right in the face.
@ Kirsten - Umm, I'll have to think on that. And for the record...I've been thinkin' on organizing my tupperware cabinet for at least 6 months.
@ Megryansmom - It's not that it's dirty, it's that nobody knows how to stack stuff and therefore what fit in it stacked, does not fit in it unstacked. You have a great weekend too!
@ Linda - I'm sure it IS the teens fault.
I already have to argue with my 8-year old about her chores. I'm not looking forward the teenage years.
I think teens are just naturally born with the need to argue. It doesn't matter what the subject, they are going to fight!
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