Apparently the rugrat renamed herself when moving to the new daycare and invented the most hilarious reason how she came to be called "Maria" but her name is spelled "Malia". The only people at her daycare that know her name is actually pronounced "Malia" are those with whom I have regular contact.
Apparently a couple of conversations I had with her last summer inspired her when she got to start at a fresh daycare where no one knew her ahead of time. In one, we were discussing names and I mentioned that Malia was the Hawaiian version of Mary and that Maria was the Spanish version of Mary. Apparently she decided that since she looks like Dora the Explorer she should be using the Spanish version. So, she introduced herself to all the kids and teachers as Maria. Until a couple weeks ago, not many noticed, they just thought they'd misread or misheard depending on where they fit into things. I had spoken with a couple teachers and so I knew she was calling herself that, and they knew she wasn't really Maria.
I went in a couple weeks ago to pay for February and got chatting with the girl manning the front desk. It was the first time I'd encountered her there and she looked all sorts of confused when I told her I was there to pay for Malia. She asked if I meant Maria and kind of had a pitying look when she pronounced the name. I told her no, I meant Malia and that apparently she was one of those who Malia had confused. It was then that she told me the story that rugrat came up with.
Apparently she told several people that the couple of years of Japanese I took in college had confused me on my Ls and Rs and I had spelled it Malia, but pronounced it Maria because of this. My reaction to this was, of course, to laugh. I laughed for quite some time because frankly that's just about the funniest damn explanation ever. I'm not sure what entertains me the most. The fact that rugrat came up with it, or the fact that people at the daycare totally BOUGHT it as valid. That explains the pitying looks that I receive from some of the teachers whenever I asked for Malia by name, or when I jokingly called her Maria.
In case you hadn't guessed, the other conversation we had last summer was about how there is no L in Japanese so in my class, my tutor called me Kerry most of the time because he had a REALLY hard time with Ls. Once again, I'm amazed at what she picks up and remembers from our conversations. Just like with the shark teeth.
Friday, February 5, 2010
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Bits and pieces
I have a lot of little things going on so this probably won't be a very cohesive post, but you all know cohesive isn't really how my mind rolls anyway.
Christmas
The holidays were great and it was fantastic (for me) to spend nearly the entire 2 weeks I took off at the parents. Rugrat was beyond excited to spend that much time up there, I think because she didn't have to worry about me harassing her to clean her bedroom every night. There was food, there was fun, and we even all got to chat with my brother JC and his family over Skype Christmas Eve. My family, after several years of me touting it, finally started giving it a try and they are all believers. I also think it's hilarious that my nephew Zenock now thinks that we all live in the computer. It was so fun to see how excited he was to see us all even through while I was trying to get some settings, he kept hollering that he didn't want to talk to Kelly and to put Grandpa back. Then as soon as I did that he wanted to talk to me. Cracked me up. It was fun to also see how excited Malia and her cousins were to talk to Zen. I totally rocked at picking Christmas gifts for the rugrat this year, but now I have to play all the games she got. Battleship isn't too bad, but I'm more looking forward to some 2 person Lego Star Wars on the Wii. Given her love of the Indiana Jones Lego game for the DS, I figured the Star Wars would go over well. Despite not noticing that it was rated for 10+, the rugrat is a holy terror at that game. She'll probably beat me at that just like she does at Mario Kart.
Home Improvement
I've really only started on step one here. I finally got the storage bay and we begin moving crap into it this evening. I am moving stuff that just sits in bins and boxes because I don't have room for it in my condo. That way, it's easier to start on the improvements I plan to complete before selling the condo. Yes, it's mostly books, so when I buy a new house, I need 3 bedrooms, just so I have one for all my books to go on bookshelves. I plan on doing flooring in the living room and halls first, then I'll do each of the bedrooms, and eventually the bathroom and kitchen. I'm going to be re-doing the bathroom and kitchen, so I'll do those floors as I'm doing those rooms. I even already picked out all the stuff for each of the areas and I suckered some friends into agreeing to help me, so as I have the funds, we do each project. I'm really excited to get started because it means I get to paint again. Don't worry Grandma, I'm painting over my crazy color scheme with something more neutral so maybe you can come visit. :) I am not, however, painting any walls white. I'm sorry, but I just can't do it.
School
I'm getting a meeting set up next week to figure out the specifics of heading back to school. I know, you've all heard that before, but this time I will finish if it kills me. I believe that I can finish in a year and a half. Once I find out the specifics, then I get to hunt for a sitter because it'll be evening school, so the daycare is closed. Man, coordinating this crap is hard.
There you have it. That pretty much sums up what's happening right now. I know, it's exciting. Hey, at least for the first time in more than 6 months I actually care enough to do something instead of just thinking about planning to do something.
Christmas
The holidays were great and it was fantastic (for me) to spend nearly the entire 2 weeks I took off at the parents. Rugrat was beyond excited to spend that much time up there, I think because she didn't have to worry about me harassing her to clean her bedroom every night. There was food, there was fun, and we even all got to chat with my brother JC and his family over Skype Christmas Eve. My family, after several years of me touting it, finally started giving it a try and they are all believers. I also think it's hilarious that my nephew Zenock now thinks that we all live in the computer. It was so fun to see how excited he was to see us all even through while I was trying to get some settings, he kept hollering that he didn't want to talk to Kelly and to put Grandpa back. Then as soon as I did that he wanted to talk to me. Cracked me up. It was fun to also see how excited Malia and her cousins were to talk to Zen. I totally rocked at picking Christmas gifts for the rugrat this year, but now I have to play all the games she got. Battleship isn't too bad, but I'm more looking forward to some 2 person Lego Star Wars on the Wii. Given her love of the Indiana Jones Lego game for the DS, I figured the Star Wars would go over well. Despite not noticing that it was rated for 10+, the rugrat is a holy terror at that game. She'll probably beat me at that just like she does at Mario Kart.
Home Improvement
I've really only started on step one here. I finally got the storage bay and we begin moving crap into it this evening. I am moving stuff that just sits in bins and boxes because I don't have room for it in my condo. That way, it's easier to start on the improvements I plan to complete before selling the condo. Yes, it's mostly books, so when I buy a new house, I need 3 bedrooms, just so I have one for all my books to go on bookshelves. I plan on doing flooring in the living room and halls first, then I'll do each of the bedrooms, and eventually the bathroom and kitchen. I'm going to be re-doing the bathroom and kitchen, so I'll do those floors as I'm doing those rooms. I even already picked out all the stuff for each of the areas and I suckered some friends into agreeing to help me, so as I have the funds, we do each project. I'm really excited to get started because it means I get to paint again. Don't worry Grandma, I'm painting over my crazy color scheme with something more neutral so maybe you can come visit. :) I am not, however, painting any walls white. I'm sorry, but I just can't do it.
School
I'm getting a meeting set up next week to figure out the specifics of heading back to school. I know, you've all heard that before, but this time I will finish if it kills me. I believe that I can finish in a year and a half. Once I find out the specifics, then I get to hunt for a sitter because it'll be evening school, so the daycare is closed. Man, coordinating this crap is hard.
There you have it. That pretty much sums up what's happening right now. I know, it's exciting. Hey, at least for the first time in more than 6 months I actually care enough to do something instead of just thinking about planning to do something.
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Bad Habits
It's official, I've passed on some bad habits to the rugrat. Well, they aren't REALLY bad, but probably inappropriate in a social setting and I think I need to stress situational appropriateness. The habits I'm talking about relate to bathroom humor, so if you don't like it, just stop reading now because I promise it'll be too much for you if you don't find fart jokes funny.
Last night we hit up Zoo Lights at the Hogle Zoo with my best friend Allee and her husband Matt. This would be the infamous Aunt Allee to those of you Malia has shared with. Anyway, it was pretty cold, but apparently rugrat's butt stayed nice and toasty all night long given the amount of gas happening. I do not exaggerate, she spent nearly the whole time farting it up. Each fart was followed up by a giggle and an "excuse me". So, at least she's polite about it. She also dropped a few while we were at Olive Garden and I'm glad that when she was doing it, there weren't people sitting way close to us. I'm sure I should have at least pretended to be embarrassed by it, but she's 6! It's not like she's any good at holding it in at this point in time. At least she owns up to it to. Frankly there isn't much worse than a farter who won't own up to it.
The fun is not limited to farting, but also to the bathroom. Oh, I'm not going into the details of what happens between her and the toilet because that's too much even for me, but more her attitude towards it. How many 6 year old girls do you know who have reading material for the bathroom? Well, technically, it's mine, but she's partial to reading through cooking magazines so she regularly steals my Taste of Home from the kitchen to peruse while using the restroom. She also likes to mark her place so she can continue. I swear that girl is in the bathroom for like 15 minute stretches because she forgets what she's in there for and just starts reading. Yeah, she's her mother's AND grandfather's kid.
The last piece I attribute to her Uncle JC because even though she probably picked it up from me, he's more infamous in the family for doing it. Nearly every time she poops, she announces as she comes back into the living room: "Do No-ot go in there" a la Jim Carrey as Ace Ventura. Yes, I find it to be hilarious and I crack up every time she does it.
So, either I'm the best mom ever for being able to find such humor, or the worst role model ever for allowing, nay, encouraging some of this behavior.
Oh, and this is the type of posting you get when I make a personal vow to post more because people keep harassing me about wanting more entertainment. So, you asked for it.
Last night we hit up Zoo Lights at the Hogle Zoo with my best friend Allee and her husband Matt. This would be the infamous Aunt Allee to those of you Malia has shared with. Anyway, it was pretty cold, but apparently rugrat's butt stayed nice and toasty all night long given the amount of gas happening. I do not exaggerate, she spent nearly the whole time farting it up. Each fart was followed up by a giggle and an "excuse me". So, at least she's polite about it. She also dropped a few while we were at Olive Garden and I'm glad that when she was doing it, there weren't people sitting way close to us. I'm sure I should have at least pretended to be embarrassed by it, but she's 6! It's not like she's any good at holding it in at this point in time. At least she owns up to it to. Frankly there isn't much worse than a farter who won't own up to it.
The fun is not limited to farting, but also to the bathroom. Oh, I'm not going into the details of what happens between her and the toilet because that's too much even for me, but more her attitude towards it. How many 6 year old girls do you know who have reading material for the bathroom? Well, technically, it's mine, but she's partial to reading through cooking magazines so she regularly steals my Taste of Home from the kitchen to peruse while using the restroom. She also likes to mark her place so she can continue. I swear that girl is in the bathroom for like 15 minute stretches because she forgets what she's in there for and just starts reading. Yeah, she's her mother's AND grandfather's kid.
The last piece I attribute to her Uncle JC because even though she probably picked it up from me, he's more infamous in the family for doing it. Nearly every time she poops, she announces as she comes back into the living room: "Do No-ot go in there" a la Jim Carrey as Ace Ventura. Yes, I find it to be hilarious and I crack up every time she does it.
So, either I'm the best mom ever for being able to find such humor, or the worst role model ever for allowing, nay, encouraging some of this behavior.
Oh, and this is the type of posting you get when I make a personal vow to post more because people keep harassing me about wanting more entertainment. So, you asked for it.
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Trio of fun
I've been looking through some pictures that I have handy and thought I'd share with you. The first is my current favorite picture of the rugrat and it's also my desktop picture at work. Every time I see it I just chuckle because it's so very her. That's her "Moe face".
This was my father's Halloween costume last year and I know I've shared it before, but man it makes me laugh. She really enjoys the Three Stooges cartoon that is on Boomerang and the plan is to introduce her to the real thing courtesy of my fathers DVDs when we're up visiting over the holidays.
Speaking of my father, I must share my current favorite picture I have of him. It's going to be next on the desktop rotation when I get sick of Molia. Haha, get it? Moe/Malia. Yeah, I'm easily entertained. I thought the following picture was taken at a friends wedding reception. The one where my two worlds collided due to my sister Krissy's best friend from when they were kids marrying one of my best friends. Technically they are both my friends, but it was just weird to attend a wedding of a friend of mine where my family was also invited. Anyway, upon reviewing it a touch closer, I don't know if it was at the wedding or another get together involving BBQ of some sort. Regardless, it's fantastic imagery.
This picture rocks because my dad should be moonlighting as the Colonel. I'm pretty sure he could make some money if he just bought a nice white suit and got the beard a touch more pointy. I'd like to point out that he made that bolo tie and I wish that I liked them as a fashion statement for myself because he's made some beautiful ones. The man loves a good rock!
The third picture is of my niece Hannah. My sister Kami recently had my other sister Krissy take some family photos. Yes, my parents named us Kelly, Kristen, Kami, and yes, my dad never gets our names right when more than one of us is present. =) This picture is my favorite of the bunch because it just captures, to me, the "essence" of my niece. Big old grin, but the attitude is apparent in the hands on the hips.
This was my father's Halloween costume last year and I know I've shared it before, but man it makes me laugh. She really enjoys the Three Stooges cartoon that is on Boomerang and the plan is to introduce her to the real thing courtesy of my fathers DVDs when we're up visiting over the holidays.Speaking of my father, I must share my current favorite picture I have of him. It's going to be next on the desktop rotation when I get sick of Molia. Haha, get it? Moe/Malia. Yeah, I'm easily entertained. I thought the following picture was taken at a friends wedding reception. The one where my two worlds collided due to my sister Krissy's best friend from when they were kids marrying one of my best friends. Technically they are both my friends, but it was just weird to attend a wedding of a friend of mine where my family was also invited. Anyway, upon reviewing it a touch closer, I don't know if it was at the wedding or another get together involving BBQ of some sort. Regardless, it's fantastic imagery.
This picture rocks because my dad should be moonlighting as the Colonel. I'm pretty sure he could make some money if he just bought a nice white suit and got the beard a touch more pointy. I'd like to point out that he made that bolo tie and I wish that I liked them as a fashion statement for myself because he's made some beautiful ones. The man loves a good rock!
The third picture is of my niece Hannah. My sister Kami recently had my other sister Krissy take some family photos. Yes, my parents named us Kelly, Kristen, Kami, and yes, my dad never gets our names right when more than one of us is present. =) This picture is my favorite of the bunch because it just captures, to me, the "essence" of my niece. Big old grin, but the attitude is apparent in the hands on the hips.
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Just call her shark girl
As many of you know, I am obsessed with sharks. Shark Week on Discovery Channel is just about my favorite time of the year. I'm still undecided if I like Christmas-time or Shark Week better. Christmas has family and friends and spending time with them, but Shark Week has SHARKS!!! I mean, come on, SHARKS! As a result of this, ye olde rugrat also has a love of sharks and we watch many a show on them. She's decided to be a Veterinarian and a Marine Biologist so she can study and help all animals. I realize she's only six, but this isn't something new. It's pretty much been the theme her whole life, with only minor references to wishing she could be a princess when she grew up, but only if she still got to play with boy toys like Legos.
Now that you have some background, I present to you shark girl:
Yep, those are her grownup teeth coming on in behind her baby teeth. The middle two are very loose and the side two are starting to loosen up. In fact the middle one on the right of the picture is only hanging in her mouth by a thread because the bottom of the tooth sticks out of her gums at a weird angle. We're giving it until after Christmas, then if at least one hasn't come out we're going to have to visit the dentist and get those baby teeth yanked.
You may ask, why "shark girl". Well, that's how the majority of shark's teeth work. They have multiple lines of teeth and when they lose one another one moves up to take it's place. As seen here:
I would like to point out that she is the one that started telling people that she has shark teeth. She remembers so much from the different documentaries that as soon as she noticed what was going on in her mouth she told me she was excited because she must be part shark. Man, I love this kid!
Now that you have some background, I present to you shark girl:
Yep, those are her grownup teeth coming on in behind her baby teeth. The middle two are very loose and the side two are starting to loosen up. In fact the middle one on the right of the picture is only hanging in her mouth by a thread because the bottom of the tooth sticks out of her gums at a weird angle. We're giving it until after Christmas, then if at least one hasn't come out we're going to have to visit the dentist and get those baby teeth yanked.
You may ask, why "shark girl". Well, that's how the majority of shark's teeth work. They have multiple lines of teeth and when they lose one another one moves up to take it's place. As seen here:
I would like to point out that she is the one that started telling people that she has shark teeth. She remembers so much from the different documentaries that as soon as she noticed what was going on in her mouth she told me she was excited because she must be part shark. Man, I love this kid!
Thursday, November 19, 2009
I'm behind again
Well, once again I'm totally behind on pretty much everything. For your entertainment though, here is a pic taken of the rugrat and I in full costume while visiting my work. She had wings and a wand with her costume, but left them in the car. Also, she decided to be a Skull Fairy after we went to the doctor for her flu mist and they gave her the sticker that's in the middle of her shirt.
Take note that she's holding my hedgehog and I do have my handy flamingo for any impromptu games of croquet someone would like to play with the queen. If you look closely, you can see the card suites on the material of my dress.And yes, that is the costume I made myself last year, but I don't care because that puppy took me like 15+ hours of sewing. I'm using it until it either no longer fits, or falls apart!
Take note that she's holding my hedgehog and I do have my handy flamingo for any impromptu games of croquet someone would like to play with the queen. If you look closely, you can see the card suites on the material of my dress.And yes, that is the costume I made myself last year, but I don't care because that puppy took me like 15+ hours of sewing. I'm using it until it either no longer fits, or falls apart!
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
I'm an idiot
I know how much everyone loves my text only posts, but trust me when I say this one is worth it. Believe me, the title really says it all.
It's no secret that I am pretty smart. I'm not going to even pretend modesty because anyone who knows me knows it would be a load of crap. I do, however, believe this intelligence is balanced by a healthy dose of instances of absolute idiocy. I'm sure many of you have heard stories of this, the most recent, outside of today's story, is the one involving hemorrhoid cream being purchased and used instead of hydrocortisone cream. The packaging looked the same, and frankly, it worked just as well, if not better. I still haven't bought hydrocortisone cream, but I have had bugbites since. Yep, I've been using the hemorrhoid cream and you know what? It works, so there.
Anyway, on to today's instance of absolute idiocy. In attempting to balance my lazy parenting when it comes to meals, I've been trying to at least make breakfast every morning. I figure that will somewhat balance out the fact that 90% of the time we have cold cereal for dinner. This morning I opted to make egg muffins because I had all the ingredients. Another attempt of mine is to try and be a bit more healthy so I recently purchased the olive oil pan spray instead of the regular kind. Yeah, olive oil is still fatty, but it's one of those fats that is also good for you. Anyway, if you are familiar with these cans, they have a little red dot that you are supposed to line up the spray thingie with. Yeah, I'm technically inclined. Thingie is close enough. So, because I've not used this one before, it's not lined up. I make my move to turn the spray thingie and instead of just turning it, I pushed it down a little as I turned it. This resulted in spraying myself from the right to the left right across in my eyes. Brilliant, aren't I?
After I rushed to the bathroom and spent 15 minutes rinsing out my eyes and attempting to clean my contacts off, I managed to finish cooking breakfast even though everything was a touch blurry. Good thing that I have backup glasses. Normally I only wear them in the evenings and weekends at home, but now I get to wear them to work. I will give the olive oil one positive though. It doesn't burn. There isn't any stinging or itching or anything like you would normally have happen if you sprayed something in your eyes. My eyes seem to move more easily as well, so maybe it's a good lubricant. Unfortunately, I am pretty sure I've not gotten it all out and that's why things are a touch blurry. It's getting better as the day progresses and I use more eye drops though, so I'm sure it will be fine in the end.
Well, there you have my idiot story of the day. I hope I've provided you with entertainment to start off your day.
It's no secret that I am pretty smart. I'm not going to even pretend modesty because anyone who knows me knows it would be a load of crap. I do, however, believe this intelligence is balanced by a healthy dose of instances of absolute idiocy. I'm sure many of you have heard stories of this, the most recent, outside of today's story, is the one involving hemorrhoid cream being purchased and used instead of hydrocortisone cream. The packaging looked the same, and frankly, it worked just as well, if not better. I still haven't bought hydrocortisone cream, but I have had bugbites since. Yep, I've been using the hemorrhoid cream and you know what? It works, so there.
Anyway, on to today's instance of absolute idiocy. In attempting to balance my lazy parenting when it comes to meals, I've been trying to at least make breakfast every morning. I figure that will somewhat balance out the fact that 90% of the time we have cold cereal for dinner. This morning I opted to make egg muffins because I had all the ingredients. Another attempt of mine is to try and be a bit more healthy so I recently purchased the olive oil pan spray instead of the regular kind. Yeah, olive oil is still fatty, but it's one of those fats that is also good for you. Anyway, if you are familiar with these cans, they have a little red dot that you are supposed to line up the spray thingie with. Yeah, I'm technically inclined. Thingie is close enough. So, because I've not used this one before, it's not lined up. I make my move to turn the spray thingie and instead of just turning it, I pushed it down a little as I turned it. This resulted in spraying myself from the right to the left right across in my eyes. Brilliant, aren't I?
After I rushed to the bathroom and spent 15 minutes rinsing out my eyes and attempting to clean my contacts off, I managed to finish cooking breakfast even though everything was a touch blurry. Good thing that I have backup glasses. Normally I only wear them in the evenings and weekends at home, but now I get to wear them to work. I will give the olive oil one positive though. It doesn't burn. There isn't any stinging or itching or anything like you would normally have happen if you sprayed something in your eyes. My eyes seem to move more easily as well, so maybe it's a good lubricant. Unfortunately, I am pretty sure I've not gotten it all out and that's why things are a touch blurry. It's getting better as the day progresses and I use more eye drops though, so I'm sure it will be fine in the end.
Well, there you have my idiot story of the day. I hope I've provided you with entertainment to start off your day.
Friday, August 7, 2009
FINALLY!!
The main reason I have wanted one is because of space. Not the final frontier of, the lack of in my condo and especially my kitchen. I now have somewhere that is not a countertop or fridge drawer to put fresh veggies and fruits. Woo!
Oh yeah, pretend you can't tell how badly my window is in need of washing. I'm lazy, sue me. Or not because if I am this excited about getting a hanging basket for my window, I probably don't have anything worth winning in a lawsuit. Except maybe the extensive smut collection and that you will have to pry from my cold dead hands.
Happy Friday or whatever day it is when you read this.
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Family visits are fun...
It was great to see Lee since it's been almost 5 1/2 years. Here's to hoping I can make it up there for some deep sea fishing next summer!
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Summer family addition #1 is here and I'm melting
Despite her efforts to the contrary, my new niece joined us this past Monday July 13th. I am SO jealous of the birthdate. I wanted to have my kid to someday be able to have a Friday the 13th birthday party, but NO, stupid hospital had to be all booked up on the 13th for inducements, so I had to go in on the 12th. I'll forgive her eventually for hanging out so long they had to remind her to come, but I'm expecting to be rewarded for doing so with her first smile or my name as her first word. I'm cool with either.
All joking aside, I'm way excited for my sister and her husband. They are thrilled to finally have her here and I am too. I'm sure everyone knows my thoughts on kids, but dangit, family is different and I'll be sure to hold her before she's six months old. I can hardly wait until this weekend to see her.
Here is a link to my sisters post with the initial pictures that are just so dang cute. I know, I'm making you all click extra to see pics, but I'm far too hot and lazy to get pictures posted here. Why am I hot in addition to my normal laziness? Well, once again the swamp cooler gods have taken out their wrath upon me. For whatever reason, the fan portion of the cooler will not actually start fanning. It sounds like something is wedged preventing it's movement. It'll be sometime next week before the handyman can come and fix it. I really hope it's not what I fear. There have been some problems with birds nesting in most inconvenient places in the various buildings in my condo complex and I worry that they've done so in my swamp cooler. The odds are slim, but we all know how I like to worry.
Meanwhile, I have improvised my very own swamp cooler. Never let it be said that I cannot produce moments of brilliance, because I'm pretty sure my jimmy-rigged swamper is beyond everyday genius. Luckily I have crappy sinus cavities. Because of this, I always have a mister running to add humidity to the air, except during the summer when I am running the swamp cooler. Well, I've moved that cool mister into the corner of my living room, just in front of an oscillating fan, creating my own version of a swamp cooler. I wish I'd thought of it yesterday afternoon, but it's been fantastic this afternoon. I think it is actually below 80 in my condo right now. That could be that the sun is starting to go down, but I prefer to attribute my genius pseudo swamp cooler.
I leave you with this. Skip to 0:55 for the punchline.
All joking aside, I'm way excited for my sister and her husband. They are thrilled to finally have her here and I am too. I'm sure everyone knows my thoughts on kids, but dangit, family is different and I'll be sure to hold her before she's six months old. I can hardly wait until this weekend to see her.
Here is a link to my sisters post with the initial pictures that are just so dang cute. I know, I'm making you all click extra to see pics, but I'm far too hot and lazy to get pictures posted here. Why am I hot in addition to my normal laziness? Well, once again the swamp cooler gods have taken out their wrath upon me. For whatever reason, the fan portion of the cooler will not actually start fanning. It sounds like something is wedged preventing it's movement. It'll be sometime next week before the handyman can come and fix it. I really hope it's not what I fear. There have been some problems with birds nesting in most inconvenient places in the various buildings in my condo complex and I worry that they've done so in my swamp cooler. The odds are slim, but we all know how I like to worry.
Meanwhile, I have improvised my very own swamp cooler. Never let it be said that I cannot produce moments of brilliance, because I'm pretty sure my jimmy-rigged swamper is beyond everyday genius. Luckily I have crappy sinus cavities. Because of this, I always have a mister running to add humidity to the air, except during the summer when I am running the swamp cooler. Well, I've moved that cool mister into the corner of my living room, just in front of an oscillating fan, creating my own version of a swamp cooler. I wish I'd thought of it yesterday afternoon, but it's been fantastic this afternoon. I think it is actually below 80 in my condo right now. That could be that the sun is starting to go down, but I prefer to attribute my genius pseudo swamp cooler.
I leave you with this. Skip to 0:55 for the punchline.
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