Yesterday, rememeber when I said we’d be cleaning the house? Wanna know what we did yesterday?
Went for a huge drive in Door County. The neighbor lost his car in our lawn while we were gone. It’s a good thing he had one of those remote security things or he wouldn’t have found it.
Nothing really happened in Door County. We basically drove up and down the door, stopping for cherries, cheese, candles and various other things that begin with the letter C. (cod pieces, circus clowns, Cat Stevens, etc).
Then we came home and watched “Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon”. I don’t want to spoil it for you, but it contains nary a tiger nor a dragon. It does contain many chick fight scenes. In fact, I believe that every single fight scene involved a chick, if not solely all girl on girl action. This is why it did so well at the Academy Awards. ‘Gladiator’ had no prolonged chicks fighting. Oh, and the dubbing is very very good. Esteban thinks that they redigitized the actors mouth movements to match to the English dub. I can’t imagine that anyone would go through so much trouble, so whatever you say, honey.
Thus today will be spent cleaning our house. Or I will clean the house and Esteban will mow the lawn. And we will suddenly be transported to the 1950’s. Which would be fine because I think I wouldn’t have to go to work and I could spend all day baking pies wearing a dress and pearls. I really like my pearls.
Currently, Esteban has spoiled Chelsea so much that she now lays in an opened drawer on his desk, so that she is only four inches from his hand. She is too picky to lie directly upon the cold metal, so he has placed a blanket there for her. Now Tilly has gotten into the action and is also laying in the drawer because she’s a foul, jealous beast. Usually, Chelsea will leave because she doesn’t like Tilly and thinks that Tilly is the kind of tramp would would steal your boyfriend at the rollerskating rink and then laugh when you took a digger while skating backwards during “I Love Rock’N Roll” by Joan Jett and the BlackHearts….um… not that I know what that’s like or anything.
Anyway, Chelsea’s refusing to budge from the drawer and Tilly’s trying her best to muscle more and more space from Chelsea. And I’m fearing for the weight capacity of the drawer. I mean, it’s just one of those little pen/pencil shallow drawers and it was fine for 8-pound Chelsea, but then add 17-pound Tilly to the mix and she’s lying more to the end of the drawer and shoving her foot in Chelsea’s throat.
Just a slice of a life without children, folks. This is what I worry about.
Folks, I’m not really in a bi-amorous relationship. It was just a funny email. God, could you imagine how tough that would be? More laundry, more dishes not getting done, more checkbooks to balance, more weird hobbies, more strange humor. I’d never get any covers in bed at ALL. I think I can only handle one, thanks.
I love vacation. I stayed up last night until 2:00 A.M. and it was a Monday Night! Wooohoooo! I think I’ll go have ice cream for breakfast now.
Eloi already has his Poetica-Collab done and I haven’t even started mine. I haven’t even THOUGHT of what I want to write. Eh. This is going to bother me. Sheesh.
I added pics from the Ren Faire to the July 1 entry. Check them out.
