Archive for March 13th, 2010

Insurance Adds Up

Saturday, March 13th, 2010

I was looking at pretty houses on line and thinking about all the add ons that come with a house. One in particular that caught my eye was right by a river. Now, I know the river is almost always dry except for about every 100 years when the reservoirs up stream get full and water has to be released so that the dams don’t break. That of course means that the pretty house I was looking at would flood which means I’d have to buy flood insurance (the disability insurance of the real estate world). And that would be on top of the mortgage insurance (because even though I’ve never made a late payment on anything I also can’t seem to save huge chunks of money and therefore have to have mortgage insurance) and home owners’s insurance and who even know what other kind of junk I’d have to put on top of that.

Suddenly that pretty house is looking like a HUGE money pit.

Sly Child

Saturday, March 13th, 2010

One of my poor kids is sooo cute. He hasn’t been allowed to watch TV in about two weeks (did something annoying/wrong and got into a heap of trouble by not stopping after the first 5 punishments). He told me that he was crying because the other kids in the family are addicted to TV and he never gets to see them anymore. He’s resolved to do whatever it takes to get off punishment so he doesn’t have to miss his siblings anymore.

The clever boy almost made me cave! But I already know he can cry whenever he wants because he pulled a joke on me that way once (giving away what could have been a mighty weapon in this battle called child rearing).

Decreasing Numbers

Saturday, March 13th, 2010

Bariatric surgery is not high on my list of things to do and since the number on the scale god I worship is going down, I wouldn’t qualify for it anyway. Not that I’m disappointed. I’d much rather lose weight on my own than get a surgery to do it for me (pride factor I suppose). That said, when they come up with that magic pill that you take one of and immediately arrive at your proper weight, I’ll buy it (my son’s waiting for flying cars, so I get to wait for this magic pill).

Relaxation

Saturday, March 13th, 2010

OOOOOOOOOOOOO. Good back scratch. My son is finally old enough to give a good back scratch. All I need to do is come up with the proper bribe and a well placed clock that he can watch till the 15 minutes of required scratching time is up. Top that back scratch off with the fact that it’s Spring Break for almost all of us and you’ve (and by ‘you’ I mean ‘I’) practically reached Nirvana.