Our cat has a urinary infection of some kind.
My husband took him to the vet after we had noticed he was peeing on the floor and continually licking himself in an –ahem– delicate area.
The cat, I mean. My husband almost never pees on the floor.
I received the following text while the two of them were at the vet clinic.
I’m not sure which one of them sent it.
In any case, now the cat has to take an antibiotic. Meaning, my husband has to catch him and force a pill down his throat twice a day.
Unfortunately, he gave the cat the first dose on our bed. Which is now covered in cat pee. This is either due to feline revenge, or as a symptom of the cat’s illness.
Either way, GROSS!!!!
Maybe I should have saved the cat from the vet and he’d feel more kindly towards me…
My friend sent me a pin about cleaning the microwave.
Easy way to clean your microwave – heat a bowl of water and vinegar for 5 minutes, the steam will dissolve stuck on stains. Simply wipe off. Genius!!!!
Now I’ll admit that my microwave isn’t the cleanest on earth, so I tried this.
It worked pretty well, although it made the kitchen smell too vinegar-y. I think plain water would have been just as good.
Now that it’s clean I need to post a sign that says,
“Put a paper towel on your Beefaroni, kids….
…and for the love of all that is good, PUT A PLATE UNDER YOUR HOT POCKET!!!”
I saw this tip on pinterest for switching scents in a melted-wax “Scentsy” warmer.
Place a cotton ball in your melted wax and watch it absorb before your eyes, after it’s absorbed throw it away. Easy way to switch scents.
I have two of these plug-in warmers in my house and they make it smell GREAT! The only “problem” is, you have to change out the scent every few days to keep it fresh. (I alternate upstairs and downstairs.)
Normally, what I do is switch off the warmer so that the wax hardens, and then gouge it out with the back of a (no-eraser) pencil.
It usually comes out pretty cleanly. (Not counting the dead bug embedded in the wax above, of course.)
But I thought this cotton-ball tip was worth a try.
First of all, one cotton ball wasn’t enough.
And then the challenge was to get the cotton balls unstuck from my fingers and into the trash.
My fingertips still feel a little gucky.
Still, though, I guess this tip would work well enough if you didn’t want to wait for the wax to harden.
Probably it would be best with a GIANT cotton ball.
If you are familiar with Star Wars quotes, you know what Yoda says about “trying.”
Well Yoda, I beg to differ. Sometimes, especially as a mom, all you CAN do is try.
Here are some things I tried to do recently, with varying degrees of success:
I tried to have a telephone conversation while all the kids were home on break.
I tried to fix my hair nicely on Sunday morning.
I tried to find my teenage daughter’s orthodontic retainer in the outside dumpster.
Here’s the score, out of 3 things tried:
Almost succeeds: 1
Mostly fails: 1
Complete Fails: 1
I keep seeing this tip on pinterest for filling big buckets.
I finally decided to try it. Here;s the setup.
The first problem I noticed is that my dustpan has a hole in the handle (for hanging it up).
In fact, I believe every dustpan I’ve ever seen has a hole in the handle.
Anyways, I switched on the water to try it.
It turned out the water just filled the dustpan and flowed backwards onto the back of the sink instead of out through the handle. This is due to the fact that my sink is not sloped downwards.
I’ll bet no one else’s sink is sloped downwards is either. Because the point of a sink is to HOLD WATER IN, not dump it on the floor.
So I tried to figure out how to prop the dustpan up so that IT would slope downwards.
I jammed a plastic cup under the dustpan and tried turning on the water again.
Surprise! This actually worked.
So the verdict is: This tip works, with some minor modification, but I think it’s more effort than really necessary.
I saw this on pinterest and I was skeptical:
But to my surprise… It actually worked!
I found a swarm of ants under a pile of toys (The twins had left a crust of bread on the floor and buried it in the toy area. Ugh.)
I sprayed the whole area with the alcohol and the ants all died. Then the alcohol evaporated and nothing was left behind but the dead bugs.
Bwa ha ha!!
Also it didn’t smell like bug spray, which was cool.
Apparently there are a whole lot of other things you can do with rubbing alcohol. Check out if you are interested. this blog
Still, pinterest has also informed me that rubbing alcohol is TOXIC. (Duh. That’s why I wanted it to kill bugs. So they would be DEAD.)
Rubbing alcohol is toxic and its use and production is terrible for the environment. It is NOT a green cleaning agent. Isopropyl is made from fossil fuels and ethanol-based rubbing alcohol is adulterated with methyl ethyl ketone and acetone.
So, I guess I can’t pat myself on the back for being “green.” Oh well.
But it was cheaper and better smelling than bug spray and that works for me.
I save photo cards after Christmas and make holiday place-mats with them.
My grandmother actually did this years ago and we used to LOVE looking at Christmas 1965 or whatever underneath our plates. (Oh look! There’s Aunt Jodie strangling the cat in front of the Christmas tree!!)
My own kids love it too. I have a place-mat for every year since 1996.
Obviously there are too many for the table now, so last year I started hanging them up for display.
Anyways, if you want to use this idea, all you have to do is make a collage of the cards and take it to Kinko’s (I mean Fed-Ex Office) to laminate. Keep it to around 11″ x 16″ so you have a good seal on the edge around it, unless you want to get them to laminate it for you on the big machine.
I use the self laminator after the Place-Mat Disaster of ’02. (Their big machine ate my beautiful collage. It was horrifying. I managed to replace it, but still.)
This costs $3.99, which is not bad for the amount of fun we get out of looking at them year after year.
Okay. End of tutorial. More jokes tomorrow!
image from goodreads.com
I realize this doesn’t look like a scary book. But that’s because it’s specifically designed to frighten ME personally.
(The book is by Jeanne Ray.) Calling Invisible Women
In this story the protagonist, a doctor’s wife and mother of nearly-grown children, suddenly turns invisible. And no one in her family notices.
As long as they get their dinners cooked and laundry washed, they don’t care if Mom is there or not. Wow, huh?
I’m pretty sure this could happen in my house rather easily.
This idea REALLY scared me, so I asked my husband and daughter:
Me: Would you notice if I turned invisible?
Hus: Are you kidding? What are you talking about?
Me: Well, there’s this book I’m reading. I wondered… Like if you kept getting your food on time and stuff, would you notice if I just disappeared?
GG: Of course I would.
Hus: Where’s the food coming from?
Me: Well, from me. I’d just be invisible.
Hus: That’s stupid.
Me: But would you notice?
GG: I mean, it might take me a while, but by nighttime I’d be like, Where’s Mom?
Hus: I’d call the police. I’d say, Hey, my wife is gone and some stranger freak is putting out food.
GG: Yeah that’s creepy.
Me: But, I mean… would you notice? That I wasn’t there?
Hus: What kind of books are you reading anyways?
GG: So…what’s for dinner?
Needless to say, these were not reassuring answers.
But I guess it’s about what I would have expected.
So I guess I’ll go make dinner now…
Remember when I posted a braggy little piece about my lovely new living room rug?
This is what I would like for you to think that my house looks like.
Unfortunately, it only looked like that for the three seconds it took for me to snap that photo. Then…
THE KIDS CAME HOME.
First this happened. (They call it “playing.”)
And then someone broke the refrigerator. (And left it. Just like this.)
And then someone else got ahold of some scissors and attacked my couch. (WHY??!!)
This is why I can’t have nice things…