Category Archives: MISCELLANEOUS RAMBLINGS

ATTEMPTING TO AVOID THE HONEY DO LIST-WITH UPDATE

Dave, oh how I love him even if he’s attempting to avoid the ‘honey do list’, lol.  Today’s effort of avoidance was slightly successful for about the 5 minutes.  Oh yes David Scott Ghantt that medicine cabinet will be hung today [evil laugh]

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Christy: Oh and now my lovely cabinet is up!

cabinet
I’d show you the cabinet on the wall but my tablet has a dead battery so here’s just a pic of what was put up as a placeholder 😀
😉

Dave: Life Lesson for the day? Don’t think you’re wife will forget what you have been putting off even with this and the other 3 distractions you attempted 

Christy: Why’s he home from work though you wonder?

Dave: Well, they moved me to the night shift starting today.

Christy: No more sunburn or roasting in the 100℉ or more Jacksonville weather!

Dave: There is that, it’ll be nice for a change. Still want to move somewhere cooler though.

Christy: I’m with you I’m over the weather here to be honest.

Dave: Florida Seasons- Hot, Cold, Hurricane, Tourist

Christy: [laughing] Isn’t there something else on the list you promised you’d help with today?

Dave: Drat.

Christy: [batting eyelashes]

Dave: Now who’s trying to distract whom?

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Update 8:25PM

Christy: I find that I need to update the blog post for today and change the category from Miscellaneous Ramblings to One of Those Days, lol.

So far I have managed to:

  1. Break a glass filled with soda when trying to crack my back (do you really wanna know? [grin] it involved a desk chair, a slippery shirt, and some wild flailing that resembled someone trout fishing that ended with me on the ground and broken glass all over the place.
  2. Soak my outfit courtesy of a new hole in the garden hose after painting a wall and going out to clean the supplies off.
  3. Spill chocolate sauce all over the clean outfit I’d put on after the hose incident when the chocolate decided to spill over the side of the little bowl I’d gotten because it tilted while I was slapping at my ankle where a mosquito had managed to attack me indoors…..

Yeah, I might as well just brush my teeth and go to bed now and save myself from any other weird stuff, lol.

ONE OF THOSE…WEEKS

Yeah, I’m a man of few words this week because it’s just beat me down

  • Monday-My missing cell phone which I’m sure you’ve already read about from the wife.  Hours, I’m telling you, hours and HOURS I spent looking for what has actually become a lifeline at work since there are no walkie talkies provided for operators to contact one another without driving to the very back or front of the worksite.  My foreman was even trying to help me find the darn thing.  And then ironically enough in the safety meeting the next day we all received little stickers that said “no cell phones” on heavy equipment.  Well, how the heck do you think we contact one another with vital information without wasting gas to drive to the other end of a site to converse?
  • Tuesday-Had to borrow the wifes candle lighter to take to work because I couldn’t find mine. Lost it.  Wife not happy.
  • Wednesday-Lost wallet at home…
  • Thursday- and woke wife up freaking out because I couldn’t find it…she was not happy and shoved me out the door anyway since I couldn’t call the boss to tell him I might be late…because the cell phone is missing too. Found wallet on my bulldozer seat
  • Friday – TGIF!!!! Coworker found missing candle lighter (whew!)

I think I need a vacation but with my luck I’ll lose my luggage.

YUPPIES IN FLANNEL

The other day was Valentines Day, the day of romance, I had to work. Hey, I’m glad to work whenever I can I have a family to support. Being Valentines Day I thought it would be nice if I did that one job on the honey do list that is easier for me than for my wife.

Yep, I stopped in at Whole Foods on the way home to pick up a few things since it’s so far from our house and I pass it every day for work. The wife being who she is even gave me directions to where exactly what she wanted was. So there I am in the front door, hang a left, and directly across the way from the customer service desk manned by perky people , which I admit is nicer than most other stores, is the item of my hunt, my daughters Spry mouthwash and some tea tree stuff for the wife.

So as I’m hunkered down on the floor checking out the mouthwash on the very bottom shelf I called my wife real quick on the phone she insisted I needed  to make sure that my daughter wanted coolmint. I hung up grabbed the bottle and turned my head and there was some lady’s lady bits directly in front of me. Now mind you I’d noticed someone walk up next to me I just didn’t expect to be faced with a woman’s nether regions suddenly and my owlish look to the woman only got me a smile and a cultured drawl of “excuse me” and a giggle from the chic.

I quickly stood up and stepped away only to have her step closer and attempt to bat her fake eyelashes which actually made her look like she had spiders attempting to attack her face.  I was mortified and somewhat confused, so I did what any self respecting husband would do and I attempted to go into stealth mode and  blend in with the fru fru soaps, organic conditioners, and goat milk body scrubs as I briskly got the hell out of there, much to the lady’s chagrin if her pout and foot stamp were any indication.

So now I’m heading for the checkout and I notice that there are copies of me running around, there had to have been at least 6 other guys that I saw that were all wearing flannel and work boots with a ski cap. I was the only one that was rumpled and dirty though because most of the other guys sported actual iron pressed clothing and creases?  Yuppies in flannel! What is the world coming to?

So this isn’t the first time some random woman has hit on me during a workday this lady though must have thought I was one of her herd based on my clothes style but I was literally covered in dirt from work on this occasion and this woman was hitting on me . Must be my animal magnetism. 

Well, my wife says it’s that I “look like someone who can actually get stuff done and deep down a woman wants a man that might actually be useful in a survival situation based on whatever their subconscious idea of actual survival is”. All because I had dirt caked boots and stained hands though? It wasn’t the bad boy air per chance?

From what I’ve seen most guys that hang around the fancy grocery store don’t look like they’re allowed to go out and get dirty.

Just an observation there.

Yuppies in flannel, please do something to reign in your spider eyed women.

MY KIDS ARE TOO LITERAL FOR THEIR OWN GOOD

I am just completely flabergasted, yet again, by one of my children.  Bellatrix wrote a poem for her class the other day and today was her turn to read it.  We of course couldn’t find it in the pile of work we didn’t file away the other day so I wrote it down from memory for her to read (it wasn’t that long) Well, she read it all right but stumbled over a couple words because I had chicken scratch going on today and then when the teacher asked if she wrote it or if Mom did my kid was like “Mom did” and well,

yes, I literally wrote it…out. for. her. 

:roll:

Of course we did in fact find her (paper she had herself written on) poem after her last class when we were shuffling papers before doing Study Island 

OMGS, this isn’t the first time something like this has happened, you’ll recall that she didn’t elaborate on what she comprehended during an exam because the teacher “should have been paying attention to what the story when it was being read” [faceplam]

Oh she’s not the only one though, her brother is like that too.  I’ll never forget Stephan when he was little and he’d gotten in trouble for something and his dad was giving him a talking to and was waiting for Steph to reply but the poor kid was so nervous because he knew he’d messed up that nothing was coming out, lol.  That’s when his father looks at him and says, “Well spit it out already”

And Steph literally spit on the floor at his dad’s feet.

It took a supreme amount of effort for us to hold in the laughter that was attempting to erupt let me tell you.

😀

So two of my kids don’t get jokes or figurative speech sometimes, and it’s my fault, they get it from me. I’m not going to lie I bust out laughing one day in the middle of walking into the mall a few years ago when I finally “got” the commercial “Every Kiss Begins with Kay” Oh yeah, I for years thought to myself of course it begins with the letter K.  

So, in honor of all the other literal thinkers out there, those of us who sometimes make our families crazy I wanted to share with you more Future geniuses! – Kids who are too literal for their own good.

IT’S DIRTY WORK

Literally.

I needed to fix a part of my garden that just wasn’t growing veg properly.

The issue? Too much peat moss

The solution? 2 bags of topsoil and a bag of cow manure compost.

Bellatrix: Why is it cow manure?

Christy: Because it didn’t come from a horse.

Bellatrix: What is it?

Christy: Poop

Bellatrix: [puts hands on hips] Seriously? That horse that was here left some and that was free, why did you buy ours?

Christy: The horse didn’t leave enough to do any good except for the grass it landed on and we live in a world where you literally pay for sh……errrr…poop.

DAVE BUTT DIALED ME

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So the phone just rang and the ID said Dave so I answered it… and he wasn’t there. He butt dialed me somehow. I’m not sure how he keeps doing it he’s got a frickin Moto G for the love of Pete but this happens at least once a month, lol.

So what’s a wife to do when faced with this?

Well,  here’s how it went…

Audio Player00:0000:0000:31Use Up/Down Arrow keys to increase or decrease volume.
Me: hello
(listening to an echo)
Hellllloooooo
(better echo to hear)
Daaaaaavvvveeee
(grinning)
Oh Daaaaaaavvvvveeee
(giggle)
You butt dialed me again!
(longer impressive echo)
[in a deeper voice]
David
(laughsnort)
David this is God
(thinking wow that’s pretty dang impressive)
[still in the deeper voice]
David Scott, this is God and you have butt dialed me, please state the reason for your call….

So I’m about rolling on the floor now and he still didn’t answer no matter how many times I called his name so I hung up, but that was funny and the last bit echoed about as good as being in a canyon. Thank you honey for brightening my day with your buttocks

HAPPY & SWEET NEW YEAR

Dave: Why not?

Christy: [rolling eyes] Seriously?

Dave: Yeah

Christy: Fine but I’m not driving to the store.

Dave: [pouting]

Christy: Don’t give me the eyes you know it only works for Bella, the traffic sucks today.

Dave: [hollering] Bellaaaaaaa!

Bella: [pitter pattering out] Yeah?

Dave: Give Mom the face.

Bella: [pouting and puppy eyes]

Christy: Daddy wants you to go to the store with him [grinning]

Bella: Ice Cream!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Dave: [sigh] Fine, I’ll go.

Christy: [grin] I thought so.

Dave & Christy: May your New Year be as sweet as an ice cream sundae!

OF SLEEPLESS MORNINGS AND CAB RIDES

Yet another sleepless Saturday morning.  Dee’s got another test today, this time it’s the ACT having taken the SAT last time.  Poor kiddo, I feel for her, I really do, these tests are important but the stress is horrid.

I of course couldn’t drive her to the test because the minivan still isn’t fixed, that requires funding that we just don’t have nor will we have anytime soon…

At any rate I scheduled a cab for 7, calculated the cost (1.50 to turn on the meter and 2 per mile) at roughly $11.50 there, yikes!  How do people afford this mess?