Comments: Ask me if I want a roach in my dishwasher.

Oh, that is awesome. You go girl. Lemme know how the poison thing works out because we have ANTS in our dishwasher.

Me: "maybe we should get all the food off the dishes before we put them in there..."(find the anal retentive person in this conversation)

Her: "And the point of having a dishwasher is?..."(if I put her in there we might be able to get the sarcasm dripping off her currently)

Me: "Apparently, the point is to provide shelter and succor to the neighborhhod ants." (this is getting ugly)

Her: "We've got ants in the shower, too, have you been eating there?"

Me: *sulks*

SO it's looking like we'll be using raid in the dishwasher, but I was wondering if we should wait until we are finished creating little fancy pantses lest they enter the world malformed by poison.

Posted by Dark Lord Fancy Pants at April 12, 2004 11:17 AM

It's the middle of the night, but the baby is wide awake and wants to play. So here I sit (while she gets into the toddler's new beach toys) reading through your blog and half killing myself trying not to laugh over entries like this, because everyone is asleep. Not doing so well, either. "a fourth time for sheer neurosis" That is exactly what I would do. Luckily I didn't wake the husband up with that whooop of laughter! :)

Posted by Jensgalore at May 16, 2004 1:14 AM