Thursday, May 22, 2008

"I have a good reason for that...the straw matches my hat"

I am having a myriad of problems today. Ava woke up at around 2:30 probably, but went back to sleep. Then must have been up again at around 4, I came in to see what was wrong and she clung to me like butta on hot toast. I hadn't slept well the night before or this past night because I am all stuffed up and have to breathe through my mouth -I never sleep well when I have to breathe through my nose.

To top it all off I have a headache this morning. I brought Ava into bed with me, where she proceeded to entertain me by ripping a Kleenex into a million pieces, saying all the words she could think of and singing Twinkle Twinkle over and over -or in Ava words "crinkle crinkle lilull staaaaa" And then she insisted I clap after every rendition of crinkle crinkle, even going so far as clapping my hands for me.

Then it was time to get up because she mentioned 'a bubba?' about thirty times in one minute, and Momma needed her version of a bubba aka cappuccino. I turned on The Wonder Pets for her and decided to make some eggs and toast. She saw me come to the table with the food and proceeded to say up up! So I put her in her little chair thinking she wanted to eat with me. Not sure that's what she had in mind, since she screamed bloody murder when I tried to belt her in. she did eat some eggs and managed to spear some herself on her fork. Then she decided she was done by throwing her eggs on the floor which earned her a sharp no.

To sum up she cried I felt bad but stuck to my guns and we ended up making up snuggling on the kitchen floor...which desperately needs to be vacuumed.

Also my jaw hurts, it's been hurting for a while, not sure what the h happened. I can speak just fine, but when I go to open my mouth to eat it hurts like an SOB. I webmd'd my symptoms and apparently I may have too much of a cocaine addiction or good times.

On a completely unrelated note, you never fixed my table! What good is having a man around for 10 days when he doesn't even fix your table? I fixed him 90% of his meals! What a rip.


UCF said...

Well, I got sick during those 10 days and I was all better 2 days later. It's good to know that you're finally listening to me when I tell you that you need medicine. A few nights of Nyquil should knock that right out.

If I go ahead and fix everything on my first visit, what good would that do. I'm trying to work things out so I require multiple visits. I'll install one screw next time and another screw on each of the other visits.

I'm thinking that Ava might need more chasing before bed time. I'll be up there tonight to chase her around the kitchen and make her nice and tired.

BTW...I know how much you like the way the cocaine smells, but it won't do anything good for your sinuses. Just try the Nyquil.

Your personal doctor/handyman

Sarah said...

All I am hearing is excuse after excuse! You're the one who was all about fixing my table, I was perfectly fine coexisting with a table that wasn't completely put together, you're the one who had my hopes up with promises of putting it together.

I will try the nyquil which means i will be asleep by 8:01.

OH NO I need to watch Last Comic Standing!!!

UCF said...

When we live together, those type of projects won't go half finished. I had a choice...come home after I drive you to work and pick up the mess and clean house a little or finish putting the table together. I know I made the right choice.

Put Ava to bed at 7:30, let's read for 15 min, talk for 15 min, and take your medicine.

I'm not sure what we can do about Last Comic Standing. I wish there was some sort of device that we could set a time and have it record our TV shows for us so we can watch them later. I'll have to invent something like that I guess and give it to you.

I'm making a house out of wood. It matches my shoes.

Sarah said...

You are full of allllll kinds of excuses. Puhleese! Like the 1/4" screws would have taken up the rest of your day to screw in!

No I don't want to hear it! :)