Does this look like March 31/April 1st to anyone?
Answer: In Alaska, maybe.
How long is a reasonable time to be under construction from a septic back up that happened on January 23rd?
Answer: Insurance sucks.
Would you tolerate your husband starting new construction projects on top of the original construction?
Answer: Not if you wanted to stay married.
Would it be smart of your 13 year old daughter to cop an attitude with her mother over washing pans in the sink, when said mother was suicidal over the weather and also ready to divorce said daughter's father over all the construction?
Answer: Not if you would like to have a social life sometime in the next month.
What is the etiquette on how long after a holiday you can still post pictures from said holiday?
Answer: Not sure. Let me know if this is in violation on holiday posting etiquette.
If you have an old blue leather couch, chair and ottoman, from 1994 that doesn't match your new carpet, and you live in a small town with no thrift stores to donate it to and you've asked every person you can think of if they know of anyone who could use said furniture and all have said, 'no', is it environmentally unfriendly to allow your husband to burn said couch? Or would it be more environmentally unfriendly to drive an hour to the Twin Cities in a large truck to bring it to a thrift store?
Answer: Your multiple choice - A or B
Have you ever been to IKEA?
Answer: If yes, don't you love every single Swedish centimeter of it, as I do? See #6 for the reason why I've been spending so much time there.
If no, what is wrong with you? Get to one!
Would you think I had totally lost my mind if I signed on for the month of April festivities over at NaBloPoMo and attempted to post for 30 days straight?
Answer: Yes. Considering how sporadic things have been around here for quite some time, you would be right to assume my mind has left me. However, I did and I am and we will see how it all turns out. If any of you would like to join me, the theme for April is letters - as in writing letters to yourself, someone you are mad at, someone you love, your kids or your husband - to beg him to stop the madness and put your tools away already before I leave you with these 3 daughters that WILL kill you. You need me, don't mess it up.
Sorry, I'm so anxious to write that letter.........
Monday, March 31, 2008
Posted by Angie at 6:48 PM