Showing posts from May, 2012


Yesterday I decided to heat up one of those frozen quiches from Trader Joes for dinner as I was in a bit of a rush. I turned on the oven, took the quiche out of the wrapper and little box and put it on a sheet pan and stuck it in the oven. Then I hopped in the shower to use my new scrub brush. It's one of those funny ones with the long handle that you see people using to wash their back. It was an impulse buy at Bartells. Happens. Turns out the scrub brush is incredibly awkward. I kept hitting the shower curtain and the sides of the shower wall.

When I hopped out of the shower I went and checked on the quiche. I opened the oven and looked but it wasn't there. I shut the door, looked at the top of the empty stove, and looked in the oven again. I looked around the kitchen and then again in the oven. Nowhere. I checked the fridge and the freezer. And the oven another 6 times. I peeked into the living room. I looked in the oven again. And then I looked in the bottom shelf  of the …

cats and kids

Last night I hung out with my friend, Emily. She was telling me about her boyfriend's cat who likes to chew on things it could not possibly conquer. Like a table. As she was telling me this, we heard it start to chew on something. She goes over to it asking it if it had found another bottle cap. It was chewing on a phone charger still plugged into the wall.
"What no! Don't do that! Oh my God! Are you going to try to put a penny in a light socket next?!"

Phoebe and I were at the park the other day with some kids we watch. A couple of them were in the sandbox with some other kids. I was watching them from another part of the park until I saw a little 2 year old (if that) start taking off his clothes. He took of his socks, his pants and then his underwear. I was like, uh....So Phoebe and I go over there just to sort of monitor the situation and hopefully draw the attention of his adult. Another kid I watch came up to see what was going on and took one look at the half n…