World Gone Mad

It's a world gone mad, I tell ya.

First of all, the roommate started doing dishes. Without being asked, without our even being home. We went out the other night and came home to the roommate at work and the dishes were done, as if my kitchen had been descended by little helper gnomes that come in while you're sleeping, except that I was just out. Awesome and crazy all at the same time... I know, right?!? God may not hate me after all!

Then, for some unknown reason my son has started making breathless "Eeehh-Ooohhh" sounds that sound kinda pornographic and always make me flash on the scene in Forrest Gump where he's on the porch listening to his mama get him into regular school... Which, I gotta tell y'all, is kinda disconcerting. What's more disturbing is that I don't know where he heard it because even if he heard us (I know that's what you were thinking...) those aren't our noises, if you get my meaning... So I'm kinda mortified, but I know it's a phase, so I'm trying to ignore it... except when we're in Walmart, yeah. Or Best Buy like the other night when he kept doing it over and over and I would have paid good money to crawl under the carpet and disappear.

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Which may have something to do with why hubby agreed to high speed internet, which I know I told y'all about in the last post, but it's like a whole new net, so I'm giddy-stupid over here with all the things I can do to this place... I mean, the fact that I can compute and talk on the land line is so major I can't even begin to tell y'all, and then there's the pictures, OMG, I fell asleep in redneck hell and woke up in the future!

Then again, maybe the gnomes need a lesson in washing dishes, cause everything I eat and drink off my freshly washed dishes tastes like soap. And the obscene-phone-call-Forrest, well that's just par for the course around here. And the internet, although rapturously speedy on day two will no doubt be a pain in the ass by day ten... although the picture thing is pretty cool.

Possibly even cool enough to keep me from killing my husband, possibly, maybe... since we're right back to normal he replaced his friggin' Playstation this week. Hubby, can you hear me now? No, because he's zoned out to an MX vs. ATV game. So,yeah, the NOT killing him thing; it's not looking so good.

Besides, I should have been wiser about getting the high speed, because Hubby only gets me what I want when he wants something, otherwise, I'm outta luck. It's true what they say, "Beware Greeks bearing gifts", or Trojans bearing horses...

So I'll just be over here zipping around the net, waiting for the other shoe to drop.