Always good to talk to Mom...

Because well --if you're me you feel better -- and second you come away with a new funny story...

But first I completely forgot about the bone head move that occurred Monday night... Bubba got home at his usual early time for dinner -- you know --8 ish. (yes PM) As I had dinner ready, all I had to do was toss it on a plate and away we go! Now as is my habit I have dirty dishes from the previous night - I unloaded and reloaded the dishwasher and didn't think anything of it... Bubba answered the phone just as I looked down saw a MASSIVE puddle on the floor and my socks and slippers are wet! So I yell at Bubba to get off the phone, and I go running for towels, Bubba puts off the Alumni association guy wanting yet another donation... and I start pulling all the soggy wet stuff from underneath the sink.. but first! Bubba looks at me and says - I have to go change clothes.

Oh yes dear, there is a major puddle on the kitchen floor that is not dog related - and your FIRST instinct to change clothes. It's not like he's wearing his good clothes to work anymore - it's bluejeans and casual shirts... so - change - OK. Fine I'll stay here up to my ankles in water from a yet undetermined source... I pull out, mop up, toss way soaked boxes and finally he reappears- and ta-da-da-dah!!! Finds the source of the problem. Major no. Stupid yes. Commentary along with it - well - yes he's still living.

My spigot in the kitchen has a hose, attached to the thing that spits out the water into my sink... well the hose manged to come untwisted just enough to allow water to flow to the sink and still loose enough to have a cascading waterfall UNDER the sink... and onto my kitchen floor. Now when said issues was found Bubba in his own pithy commentary looks at me and says "Why did you twist this? And how did you not notice?"

Well darling I don't twist the hose, I pull out the spigot and use it and then put it back, and I didn't notice because there was water coming out from the hole it was supposed to - and I didn't hear the gentle tinkle of the water UNDER the sink gently soaking everything under there. (and yes I did managed not to cause bodily injury... I call that MASSIVE restraint)

So the hose put back into its rightful place, the puddles are mopped up and towels are deposited in the laundry room, the dinner was re-hotted and enjoyed. After what I am now calling the great water panic of 2010. To be later followed by the great melt of 2010 - see me sometime in May-June for that late breaking news.

Second this one came from Mom and it has put such a picture in my head I giggle every time I think about it - and it made me leave a message for my sister to keep the 'home' numbers on the hot list...

As it is winter (if you hadn't noticed) as such in every house there is that beloved phenomenon known as static electricity. Apparently this is an issue for dear old dad.. and when Mom answers the phone and it's for Dad he proceeds (now picture this... think gumby) to dance about in an attempt to avoid the shock that is eventually going to happen. Now to hear Mom tell this tale as Dad is dancing and gyrating about before reaching out to take the phone, she is sitting there watching that and in an act of frustration and frankly that small streak of mean she's passed along to her darling daughter she just reaches out and takes his hand and -- you guessed it -- ZAP. With requisite football words muttered and a good time was had by all.

Now this not might strike you as funny as it does me, but I just see my Dad doing a gumby, James Brown, bad white guy shuffle dance kinda thing while trying to get to the phone across the living room... sorry still makes me laugh... Go - daddy - work it... (and we just went too far)

Ahem.

Today is the at home day so it's all good and quiet. I was lazy this morning so got started later - which is about the same time I would have gotten to work IF the traffic had been moving and was all good - which is was not this morning.. or any other morning for that matter.

I am going shopping at the Wal-Mart - diapers and something being sent to PA and we'll call that a day. I have some banking to do for the Girl's Group, and if I was a really good girl I'd figure out what time to go to Church. We'll see what the day brings.

Stay warm and get over your hump day....