Last night before we went to bed, Mike screamed, “Holy S***! Get out of bed! Get out of bed!” Not what you’d like to hear while preparing to slumber off. Turns out there was an earwig crawling over to me. It most certainly was probably going to kill me. I hate those things. I think the only bug I hate more are those ginormous black centipede monsters that live in the drain. Guh.
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Have you seen this video yet? I wish I was that cool in 1992.
I haven’t really left the house in a week, and I a going bat-crap crazy. It is averaging 105 degrees every day this week, and the air conditioning in my car is broke. Would you want to take a cranky baby out into that heat inside of a little silver greenhouse? Me neither. My car is in the shop now. Hip hip finally!
Why is Ellen cranky? I wish I had an answer for you. I think it is a combo teeth/doesn’t know how to sleep doesn’t get it from me issue. And, you know, people always say teething sucks, and it does, but what they don’t tell you is that babies are always teething. It isn’t a transient state – it is a permanent state that they are always in…obviously.
I cannot decide what project from Pinterest I want to tackle next. Can you just go over to my boards and tell me what I should make? Thanks.
I found a Duplo block in my bed last night as well. It made me smile.
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