Monday, January 21, 2008

Another Day.. another couple hundred dollars

So... I have not posted in a while only b/c I've focused.. Trying really hard to get this sweater done.. I've made some good progress.. I think Hubby, tho, is viewing me as one of those lil ole knittin ladies.. b/c every spare moment, I'm up in the bedroom, working on it...


I've found that I can't do so in my family room, as my kids view that room as more of a Jungle... and I find my knitting usually on the floor in a heap. Which makes me go a lil postal...
Hence, the title.. Hubby is currently on his way to KloterFarms in Ellington to see about replacing the door to one of these.. or at the very least inquire about replacing it entirely.. I'm not happy... My twins got into a scuff about helping me unload the groceries from my car... and the next thing I know, the door to this was just hanging... yet another item to add to the list of broken, bent or destroyed all together.. Don't get me wrong.. I LOVE my boys.. but I grew up in a house with just my mom, sis and I... We didn't bust up things.. maybe an occasional doorknob going thru sheetrock b/c the door stopper wasn't in place.. but no real damage... just alot of slamming doors in my youth... We just recently fixed a 2'x3' (that's FEET folks) HOLE in between two windows where the initial story was "Mom, I slipped and fell backwards into the wall" where now the REAL story came out.. that his brother threw him into the wall... UGh... So... all those Moms' out there with their well-behaved 12yr old boys... i ask... "What is the secret? PLEASE... please... please tell me what the secret is.."

3 comments:

kim said...

And they look so angelic too! On the upside, the Cobblestone looks awesome...

a friend to knit with said...

oh believe me. i have no angels either!! and of course, two instead of one is double the trouble!
it is my eight year old that breaks EVERYTHING!

you are downhill on your cobblestone! it must feel great. :)

MadMad said...

I think the secret is the same one the C*ate & B*rr*l guy told me when I called to inquire just how one removes the magic marker one's child has covered their leather furniture in: birth control.

And just as I was wondering, Hm... What kind? And do I rub it in or what? it started to sink in, what he really meant.

I don't shop there any more. ;)