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Thursday, June 4, 2009

my indentured servants are here!

Finally! FINALLY. After nine years of parenting, I have a child who can contribute to the general welfare of the household. Captain America made eggs for himself and his brothers this morning, with an added degree of difficulty because he was cooking outside on the grill. Now he's outside mowing the lawn. A ninety year old lawn, mind you, full of bumps and holes. In his irrigating boots.

Shhh! Can you hear the angels singing?

On the theft front, the idiot who stole our info also bought a bunch of froufy makeup (and paid for a month of LifeLock . . . oh, the irony . . .) and had it all shipped to OUR HOUSE. Duh. And remember how I besmirched the tarnished character of her soul? Well, she also bought colon cleansing tablets, so I guess she cares about the inner vessel after all! That's a relief.

6 comments:

Sarah said...

Hurray for children who can work! I've gotta get me one of those...but I guess I'll have to wait about 4 or 5 years...bummer. As for the credit card thieving genius, I LOVE that she sent the stuff to YOUR house. For real?! Ahh, I'm still laughing. You know she probably clicked that little button that states: "Click here if the billing address and shipping address are the same." So, do you think she's going come pick them up from your house?

Layne said...

That would be sweet, because I've got one fist of iron and the other of steel.

All8 said...

Sheesh, people these days, you'd think that if they're "smart" enough to steal, they'd be smart enough to have the stuff delivered to their own place.

May the Colon Gods really give her a thorough cleansing. (hee hee hee)

All8 said...

Enjoy this golden age while it lasts. You know, when helping out really is Cool because they haven't been allowed for so long. Alas, when they're finally big enough to use all of the tools, such as the weed wacker or chainsaw, they just don't wanna any more. C`est la vie. (Sigh)

We're thinking about implementing a new motto, "Everybody works till the work is done". Here's hoping.

Bamamoma said...

I'm just thinking here and I have a theory about the credit card stuff. Go with me for a minute...
Do you have times during the day that you just can't account for? Do you ever find yourself suddenly at the computer and wonder how you got there? Is your colon cleaner? I'm thinking you've got some multiple personality going here and you are your own thief. Why else would the stuff be delivered to you?

Layne said...

Well, I did suffer a traumatic head injury as a child. And I somehow have a diploma in two different disciplines . . . you might be onto something there.