Jet-sitter

Max loves riding in Audra's Jetta. He had so much fun with her this weekend that he seemed sad when we got home. Our little guy is growing up! Sniff sniff.

A silent epidemic

Did anyone else know that jugs of pee were such a problem? I had no idea anyone was keeping track.

http://www.roadsideamerica.com/pile/200303.html

Disgusting!

You makin' fun of my ugly tulips?

Okay. So long time no posty.

Nothing too noteworthy has been happening. School, work, dog, write, school, work, well, you get the idea...

Until I listened to a phone message on the answering machine.

"Yes, um, this is Frank Danielson, with A-Plus Siding, and I was calling to let you know that the outside of your house looks horrible. Please return my call at ***-****(insert foreign-sounding number)."

Um. What? I wrote down the number and wondered why the heck someone with an area code from who-knows-where was calling to tell us that our house looked like crap. Our neighbor three houses down was getting his siding replaced, so I thought maybe the contractor was trying to drum up business. In a really ineffective and tactless way. Who the hell was he to criticize my ugly blue paint and tacky tulip shutters?

So I spent about two minutes mentally summing up all the ways I was going to tell off this arrogant jerk who doesn't even have a local number... wait, it's not a local number. Where the heck is a 215 area code anyway?

I got out the phone book and scanned the tiny numbers across the U.S. Was it Ohio? Oh I wouldn't be surprised if it was. Those people from Ohio... New York? This has to be a scam. Wait - Philadelphia? Whaaa?

Suddenly I realized the sort of snooty, badly English sort-of accent belonged to our friend, Jeff, who lives outside Philly. I was surprised I couldn't hear his wife, Megan, snickering in the background.

Thanks for the laugh, you two. We know where you live, you know. :)