Thursday, February 24, 2011

The Swonesie....

This is total genius!

But I have to give credit where credit is due.....TRENT is a cleaning genius and he's only 8 mths old.

First, examine his uching salamander-esk movement across the floor.



Did you see it? Left, right, left, right such precision and efficiency.

The idea came to me. What if you could attach a Swiffer pad to the efficient tummy squirmer's ample belly? Or better yet attach a buffing pad to a one-sie to make the ''Swonesie'' .

Only the mildest of cleaners would be involved, maybe vinegar and baking soda?

And why stop at hardwoods and tile. My Bissell vacuum has this nifty little lint brush that helps pick up animal fur and hair off of the carpet.

I decided a 'V' shaped design pointing towards babys'' head would be the best way to optimize the racheting motion of Trents' propulsion.

Talk about a way to make them earn their keep from the get go! Kate Plus 8 would have it made with all the tummy action her floors saw.

I wonder if I could send this to the Swiffer company? It's at least worth consideration for a potentially awesome commercial.

(Disclaimer: No babies were actually harmed in the video production or testing of this product.)

Atmosphere

I will admit to sleeping badly last night. My subconscious was not settled about the going to the psychologist today.

Errr....shiver...that's sort of sounds like a dirty word. Psychologist.

Add in the hectic morning of two clients, one of whom was two chatty for her own good and the sanity of my schedule. I was a little stressed flying into the garage with 30 mins to my appointment.

Then, I printed out the pre-forms....oh dear...12 pages! Ekkkkkk!!! Guess I should have done that homework before hand.

Note: Discuss excellence in procrastination with doctor.

I got to the office with 10 minutes to spare. Sat in the parking lot trying to fill in ask many blanks as possible. Realized after almost 8 yrs of marriage I still don't know Rich's SSN or the address of his work.

I should take a picture of the building. All salmon pink brick reminiscent of a bank with weird Greek columns and French Doors. The building itself seems conflicted in its identity, how ironic!

The waiting room has big overstuffed leather couches which is a first for me in a doctors office. The walls were sort of painted a light blue grey and depending I guess that could be soothing or gloomy.

Then I spotted it. Or rather heard it. From the floor, right by the check in window there was a ancient looking cylinder. It was emitting white noise into the room, rather loudly in fact. Too loud to make it soothing to me. All I could think about was the machine in Trents' room that emits a like noise to simulate the 'womb' atmosphere.

Tricky, Tricky these doctors are trying to regress you right from the start! Or they have a sick sense of humor about these things after so many years treating patients.

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Funnies As Of Late

Haven't posted this kind of thing in a while.

Rich to Nora....''Nora don't drink the bathwater! Your brother might have peed in it.''

Nora was rolling around on the floor the other day screaming, ''I want to marry somebody, I want to marry somebody''.....Yeah, it'll be a while babe.

Nora was upset that I wouldn't turn on cartoons, so she picked up a play phone called the Jentinks, ''Ms Kaffy, Mr. Dave my mommy won't turn on the tv. You tell her to turn on the cartoons?'' Andrew their son gets to watch less tv than Nora so I'm pretty sure Ms. Kathy wouldn't have been on Nora's side.