Me: Zane, you need to do what your teacher says the first time she says it.
Zane: Yeah, that's not going to work for me, Mom.
I was speechless, but only because I was attempting not to guffaw. It is really difficult to be stern and parental when you're cracking up. Larry actually snorted. Then he had to text all of our relatives about it, so they could laugh for us. Or at us. I've never really been sure.
|When you say the title out loud, it totally sounds like a porno, right?|
I am seriously considering hiring a handyman. There are several "jobs" that need to be taken care of around the house. Simple jobs, really. I could probably do some of them. Every time I've mentioned it, however, Larry says that he will do them. Which would be fine, except that it's been over a year or more. My husband has good intentions, but he is easily distracted, and lately he's been all wrapped up in the world of recreational soccer. I don't want to be a nagging wife. I am pretty sure that I can do some of these jobs, like recaulking the bathtub. The only reason that I haven't hired someone to come over and take care of all these little jobs is because my house is a complete mess. I am embarrassed about that, but really, should that be all my fault? I certainly try to pick up after everyone, but I am only one person, and there's three of us making the mess. I am kind of outnumbered! I would eventually like to hire a person to come in and clean once a month, but we have a few more bills to pay off first. I think that that would take pressure off of me, and would probably eliminate at least a couple of the things that Larry and I fight about.
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