Jake asked me to take a picture of the polar bears butt this morning. I don’t know why but he seemed pleased when I did it.
Math Problem. There are 5 computers in the house, 2 lap-tops, 3 desk tops. There is one in my daughter’s room that has a printer but cannot get online. The two lap-tops can get online but are not networked to a printer. “We” just payed $200 to fix my laptop because the hard-drive was corrupted and I have been told this is a result of me never turning it off although the computer repair guy said wasn’t my fault..the first day anyways. Honestly, I don’t know why we paid all that money to fix the lap-top, it’s not like I am going to go on vacation or sit at Starbuck’s and work in peaceful tranquility….with caffeine. Oh, a glimpse of Heaven. The DH’s computer is networked to the printer and can go online but rejects most coupon printing software. My desktop crashes at various times of the day just to see if I am paying attention. How long is Mom going to be mad over not being able to print more than 2 copies of the free oatmeal coupon out this week? Exactly how much is the family losing out on a monthly basis due to the dysfunctional technology (and how much will Dad suffer as a result)?
The worst combination of words in the English language “GO TELL MOM” then add “poop, wet, mess, broken, bleeding or puke”.
My husbands new thing. Every morning, leaving this for me to clean up. Help me out guys, now I need a new thing to drive him crazy with. Hopefully it will it will involve buying shoes. 
And this is what comes up when I call him on the phone. I am afraid he is associating me with this guy when I call and thinks “oh boy, it’s the green trash can guy calling to nag me again” so I just don’t call. I’ve even tried sending him better, flattering pictures and he refuses to change it!
Speaking of nagging, I read a relationship article the other day that stated that if you want your spouse to help you with something you should ask in three sentences or less. The idea being that if you shorten the delivery there is less opportunity for the other person to take offense. It should go something like “dear, sweet, man of my dreams, please assist me, at your convenience of course, when the football game is finished and after your nap, in extinguishing the microwave fire that has occurred. It seems there is a bag of pop-corn that was placed in there for 30 minutes rather than three (no blaming him) and the smoke is concerning to me. I appreciate your assistance as you are so good at these things. I’m willing to bet the author of that article has never met a real live married couple.
I never have so much appreciation for teacher’s as I do over spring and summer break. Is it over yet???
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