Over the years I have read many a famous blogger regale readers with witty and charming tales of buying houses and moving, and I have decided one thing: Either they were all full of crap or they all lived a hell of a lot closer to Home Depot than I do.
One can either write about sanding a wall, or one can sand it. Both is not an option.
Midnight has found me, every night this week, paint-splattered, hand-cramped, and exhausted. So exhausted that yesterday the twins couldn't wake me in the morning. At least until Victoria found a screwdriver.
I'm just happy she used the dull end.
OK, post made me feel bad, but Jess's comment cracks me up - too much tv for me!
Posted by: Katherine | November 14, 2007 at 02:07 PM
TODDLERS UNITE! THE REVOLUTION HAS BEGUN.
Posted by: Lila and Victoria | November 14, 2007 at 03:16 PM
Don't forget to buy a caseload of home lead test kits...I've been amazed at the places in an old home where lead shows up! Oh, and sorry about the eye. Pretty colors, though.
Posted by: Tess | November 14, 2007 at 04:17 PM
And you're not supposed to wake your loved ones up like this in the morning???
Posted by: Debbie | November 14, 2007 at 05:03 PM
I say, put Victoria to work immediately... She's got a good arm!
Posted by: Margie Blystone | November 14, 2007 at 07:19 PM
The really disturbing part of this is that he looks to all the world like he's wearing eye shadow. FYI: It's gotten worse since he took this picture.
Posted by: The Mom | November 15, 2007 at 08:27 AM
I have moved 13 times in my adult life. There wasn't a witty or charming tale to be told in any of those moves - there were however trying, frustrating, and aggravating tales by the dozens. You should have lots of fodder for the blog by the time this move is done!
Posted by: virginia | November 15, 2007 at 09:10 AM
HI-LAR-RI-OUS masthead! So darn funny that I had to stretch out the syllables.
Just moved ourselves--Maine to New Haven, CT. Really NOTHING fun about it.
Posted by: sara | November 15, 2007 at 10:42 AM
I think that if it looks like he's wearing eyeshadow that he should go ahead and make the other side up so people will think he has a kink rather than a disgruntled toddler. More intersting that way.
Gotta go -- they're stealing beer from the fridge and I'll be darned if they aren't this close to opening it. Daddy's boys for certain!
Posted by: DebiD | November 15, 2007 at 12:49 PM
"Turner or Felipe?"
Now THAT is a funny comment.
Please fill us in on what exactly was so wrong with the wall that you had to demolish it within an hour of purchase. Or was stress relief the real reason for buying the house in the first place?
Posted by: Cassie | November 15, 2007 at 03:46 PM
What does it say about a person when s/he reads an 'inside' joke referring to the TV show Handy Manny and actually GETS it?!!!
Posted by: anonymous | November 15, 2007 at 04:24 PM
I was doing some research today on my cat's ruptured anal gland which brought me to your blog. A rather unpleasant internet search has resulted in an afternoon of laughter. How odd - but thank you! Now I better get back to finding an answer to his medical issue.
Prairiegirl
Posted by: Prairiegirl | November 15, 2007 at 04:42 PM
that is so awesome.
i assume she had your undivided attention after that.
Posted by: struglas | November 16, 2007 at 09:52 AM
If you do decide to go for the fetching look of having two matching eyes, could you let me know the brand/color of eyeshadow you use? I'm really digging that purple and just might need to try it myself. The yellow I could do with out, but the purple rocks.
Posted by: Burgh Baby's Mom | November 16, 2007 at 10:10 AM
"What does it say about a person when s/he reads an 'inside' joke referring to the TV show Handy Manny and actually GETS it?!!!"
hhmmm... the person watches too much Disney? The person has a construction obessed boy? The person has too much time on h/is hands? Take your pick.
Posted by: Cassie | November 16, 2007 at 04:14 PM
Ouch!
Posted by: creative-type dad | November 16, 2007 at 11:51 PM
We moved into a brand new house under warranty. But I do have a home depot less than a mile away.
Oh, and if the screw driver thing had happened to me, my wife would have pointed out that it was my fault for leaving the screwdriver out and the kids could have really been hurt. Eventually she would have asked if I was okay.
Posted by: Matthew | November 17, 2007 at 12:31 PM
Ouch! Is she still alive after that? When I was two, I broke my father's nose right after he had reconstructive nose surgery. He was an amateur boxer at the time and just had it broken during a fight. The surgery was to fix the nose and sinus area. I was sitting in his lap in the back seat(this was before carseats)driving back home from the hospital. I gave him a headbutt to the nose. My mom had to turn the car around and go right back to the hospital. I lived. I'm not sure how. I think he's forgiven me by now but he sure does like to tell everyone about it.
Posted by: Tammy from Twinstuff | November 17, 2007 at 09:18 PM
Have you read this?
http://yonkogirl.blogspot.com/2007/10/parent-hack.html
You're not alone.
Posted by: Jozet at Halushki | November 18, 2007 at 02:43 AM
Ouch.
And all mine did when he was 3 was take apart every single toy that he owned, and then put them back together before we decided to hide the screwdrivers.
We were afraid the VCR was next.
That eye looks painful, Dad.
Posted by: scatteredmom | November 19, 2007 at 12:24 AM