Monday, September 22, 2008
Couch Dusting
J: Hi, Mom. This is Janelle.
Me: Hi Jay!
J: You know how I'm helping Holly clean a house?
Me: Yes.
J: Well, I have a question. What does "dust" mean?
Me: What does dust mean?
J: The list that the lady wrote says to "dust the furniture". How do you do that?
Me: (Laughing) How do you dust the furniture? (I was sure she was kidding!)
J: Yeah. I don't know what she means.
Me: Well, you first spray endust, or whatever cleaner she uses, onto the table and then you wipe all of the dust off until it is clean. OR, you simply wipe the table with a dust rag and no cleaner, depending on what the woman wants.
J: OH! I get it! Thanks, Mom!
Me: You're welcome. Good luck!
I hung up the phone, laughing loudly enough that Ryan came to see what was so funny. After I shared the story of my phone conversation, he had an idea to call Janelle himself. Here is HIS conversation with her:
Ryan: Hi, Janelle!
J: Hi.
Ryan: Mom just made a new job chart.
J: She did?
Ryan: Yeah. On my list of things to do today, it says I have to dust. Do you know what that means?
J: (Chuckling) VERY FUNNY, RYAN! I was confused because I thought that "furniture" meant the couch and I didn't know how to dust it!
HMMmmm....OK...that makes perfect sense now. As soon as Janelle gets home, we're all going shopping for dust rags intended for upholstery.....
Friday, September 19, 2008
Pegasus Lives On!!!
We have a 1993 Honda Civic that my children have lovingly (or not so much) named Pegasus. Now, Pegasus is a staple at our home. She has logged over 210, 000 miles and still purrs like a kitten, thanks to the amazing mechanical proficiency of my husband, Bill! Try as they might to send Pegasus to her final resting place in car heaven, our children have found their efforts to be in vain...time and time again! Worn brakes, leaking radiator, broken window handle, half-shafts, etc. are quickly repaired and/or replaced, much to our children's dismay.
The most recent attempt on Pegaus' life was by Ryan, our 17 year old. With his driver's license barely a month old, he skillfully propelled Pegasus underneath the bumper of a truck, causing the hood to buckle and the front frame to be pushed towards the engine. Once it was determined that no one was hurt, Ryan (with a twinkle in his eye) announced that Pegasus would have to be replaced.
WHAT?!? Did he have a momentary lapse in memory? Apparently he forgot who his father was! Bill the body mechanic to the rescue!
After disconnecting it from the car, Bill banged and bent the hood back into shape (OK, so it's not in the best of shape, but it works!) He then attached a come-a-long to the front car frame AND to a pole in our garage. Sha-Bam! It worked! The frame is now (mostly!) back where it belongs. The hood was reattached, and Pegasus is free to wander the streets again (though still in need of some new headlights).
My favorite part of this story was the look on Ryan's face when he realized that Pegasus does now, and will forever, live on!!
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Lia Bryn
Nina Mae
Hunter is a "walker"
Bailey on the phone










