it's a lovely house.

Funny thing about foreclosure houses, the owners can kinda see it coming (what with not paying the bills and all)so they do crazy things like eat dinner directly off the carpet.  Electric blue carpet.  it's hot in an '80's kinda way.

After 5 hours on the cell phone over the last week, i have come to the realization that Com-effing-castic was the way to go.  Verizon has made me do crazy things like throw a wet diaper at my son and stick my entire head in a sink full of cold water in order to keep myself from throwing myself off that lovely deck I have now.  Clever folks over there at Verizon, they realize that 5 hours of overage charges on your cell phone to try to get residential service is brilliant.  If they can also make you go into the crawl space to check your phone line, less work for them. 

on the child front, The Boy has killed the new vacuum, new carpet cleaner, the phone (which i guess doesn't matter if i don't have a functioning phone line anyway), spilled a 44 oz. bag of coffee beans on the kitchen floor, lost the other phone, taken all my credit cards and hidden them and sat on the baby's head.  And that was just today. 

i'll be auctioning him off on E-bay later.  Or just hanging a sign around his neck that says 'free to a good home' and plop him in front of the house.

Just a little note to my neighbors:  there is no two-sided glass in front of our house.  When you stop your car in front and blatantly stare at us, WE CAN SEE YOU.  If you are going to stare, you should at least throw us some food.  Sometimes it's okay to feed the bears.