Monday, May 9, 2011

I don't need everyone to like me. I want everyone to like me.

*Before we start, does anyone recognize the line from my title? Yeah, I totally ripped it off, and I don't watch this show anymore, but I know someone remembers it.


Well, everything is on the fritz here at Mrs. Jennifer's home. (Did that just give you a really weird mental picture, Hubb fam? (Their pastor's name is Fritz))

Anyhoo - kid and washing machine. We haven't been sick in over a year and now she's been sick twice back to back. I'm pretty sure she has croup this time. So sad. She felt so bad that we missed Mother's Day at church and I felt so bad that she was sick.

We've had some pretty deep theological discussions stemming from Veg*ieTal*s. Ooooo do you like my super secret code speak there?? How double o seven am I?? Sorry, I just read some articles about random googlers and hate comments and I am freaked out. Seriously I am so naive. I had no idea things like what I read about went on. I just want to go back to my fun little bloggy world.

So anyway - since she is confined to the couch she's taking the opportunity to load up on making her brain mush. Something about a pie war was on the list of must see. So she tells me,

"You know, Mom. I like VT's, they're good for fun, but really, they're not very Biblically accurate."

How funny is that? I totally agree with her, and am truly not a huge fan. But she didn't really start watching them until after she knew the real story.





And as I said, the washer is down for the count. It wouldn't spin and water started leaking everywhere. I had to squeeze out the clothes and hang them on my much beloved [gagging sound] clothes line.

Now before I get hate mail regarding the clothes line (I'm telling you- it freaked. me. out.), I should tell you, the one I got is a European clothes line. I have nothing against Europe, I'm sure it's a great continent (thoughts of hate comments racing through my mind...), but from my extensive research (Hous* Hunt*rs International counts as research, right?) the way a lot of areas have to do laundry wasn't exactly something I wanted to copy.

This line is in the form of a tiered square. I'm sure for smaller spaces. But it doesn't allow for sunlight and wind to get through very well.

Another reason we women can be so very thankful God allowed us to be born here in the best country ever. So to celebrate I will probably be hanging up my very American clothes line later on today.





Did I tell you guys that Rachel put my blog on Al(dot)(com), a news blog for our state? It was for my account of our tornado. And after reading my ultra exciting past few posts I just can not figure out why I haven't gained readers from it.

Some of my subjects have been:

-sickness
-laundry
-sickness
-deodorant
-laundry



Seriously. People have better things than that to do? I think not.

3 comments:

Alice said...

No those green edible storytellers aren't very accurate in a Biblical sense...good for her!

Mine haven't picked up on that. hmmm. This is one show that I can plop them down in front of and not feel tooooo guilty, but the hubby and I are having some issues with people not wanting to read what the book says.

It seems all so seeker-friendly, how does this apply to me, type stuff.

Be good - be nice- God loves you. I guess that's okay for some, but I CAN'T (and most certainly have not been) be good, or else what do I need His blood for?

Rant over.

On the laundry side, not to toot my own horn, but I DID do laundry in the bathtub for six whole months (pausing for applause) before a friend dropped a washer in my lap ...I hope you're smarter than me and get yours fixed!

And I hope the little lass gets feeling better:)

heidileanne said...

Oh man, I soo feel you on the broken washer front. We had a broken machine doing just about the same thing for about two weeks. I still have laundry coming out of my ears and nose.

And see here, I learn something from your blog all the time. I had no idea that there was a difference in American and European clotheslines. And I must have missed something in reference to the hate comments and random googling. A whaa?? Spill.

Rachel said...

Hate comments are the worst. I don't blame you for being freaked out, but don't worry - they don't happen too often, even if you do spell out controversial words like Vegg... oh nevermind.