shilala
Lifer
The wife came home from her doctor's appointment this evening and started up. My particularly cheery mood was shot in about 10 minutes.
When I thought things were ironing out, the wife's little dog walked in the living room and barfed all over the new carpet.
Once that was managed, the 8 year old knocked the wife's glass of beer off the kitchen table. It must have been airborne for a good while, and it must have made a couple nice endos because the spray pattern was awesome.
Cleaned that up.
As soon as the floor was dry, the black lab walked in the kitchen and barfed a puddle 2 feet in diameter. It was a dozen raw eggs with peas. Turns out the wife left her bucket of eggs on the back porch and he ate them (we have chickens).
At that point I was getting pretty hot. I went to fetch my 2 gallon shop vac, pulled it out of the box and it fell apart. It was full of soot from cleaning a chimney. I harfed and gagged on the dust and cleaned up the mess.
I then finished cleaning up the aforementioned treat.
A few minutes later, the good lady wife thought it necessary to comment on one of my numerous character defects.
I said in a calm and caring manner "Honey, if you'd rather we weren't in the newspaper tomorrow, you may want to consider going to bed".
She agreed it was a good idea.
When I thought things were ironing out, the wife's little dog walked in the living room and barfed all over the new carpet.
Once that was managed, the 8 year old knocked the wife's glass of beer off the kitchen table. It must have been airborne for a good while, and it must have made a couple nice endos because the spray pattern was awesome.
Cleaned that up.
As soon as the floor was dry, the black lab walked in the kitchen and barfed a puddle 2 feet in diameter. It was a dozen raw eggs with peas. Turns out the wife left her bucket of eggs on the back porch and he ate them (we have chickens).
At that point I was getting pretty hot. I went to fetch my 2 gallon shop vac, pulled it out of the box and it fell apart. It was full of soot from cleaning a chimney. I harfed and gagged on the dust and cleaned up the mess.
I then finished cleaning up the aforementioned treat.
A few minutes later, the good lady wife thought it necessary to comment on one of my numerous character defects.
I said in a calm and caring manner "Honey, if you'd rather we weren't in the newspaper tomorrow, you may want to consider going to bed".
She agreed it was a good idea.
