Misc. news

If you've been in our main bathroom lately, you might've noticed the pair of vice grips serving as the hot water knob in the bathtub. We've been meaning to fix that, along with the flourescent light fixture that doesn't feel like working sometimes (but only at night -- go figure), and then there's that lovely new cherry vanity and mirror that's been sitting in our garage for two or three or four years that's still waiting to be installed...

Anyway, the cold water knob in the bathtub finally gave way tonight. This is a problem, because we can't use the shower in the master bath because the shower pan leaks (we've been meaning to fix that, too, but we blew our home improvement fund on Bob's divorce). The vice grips were rusted onto the hot water knob, so Mikey dug up a pair of RoboGrips so I could give Britt a bath. The situation is getting dire.

BTW, Sherri, tell Chris to start thinking about getting busy on our new heat & air system, because our AC's deader'n a doornail and it's been frickin' hot over here.

I just checked to see if there are any registered sex offenders nearby. Our immediate neighborhood is clean, but there's a child pornographer in the little apartment complex across MacArthur that we tried to get Bob to move into when we thought Britt would be living with him. Also got a list of offenders in order of distance from my house; of the closest five, two are women -- one convicted of second-degree rape. Dang!

Speaking of Bob, he called the other night to tell me that he was taken to the emergency room last weekend because he couldn't breathe. The ER doctor diagnosed him with asthma and gave him some inhalers, but we both think that's crap because he's never any kind of breathing trouble. He's still having problems and plans to see another doctor to get a second opinion. We're afraid it might be welder's lung (see also here).

We've been trying to decide on an activity to put Brittany into -- Mat Tots, Kindermusik, or Gymboree -- so we'll have an excuse to get out of the house at least once a week. We gave up on baby playtime at the library because Britt wasn't doing much but hanging onto my legs and it wasn't very educational anyway, plus we don't like to get up that early. I think we're leaning toward Gymboree.

Anyway, here's a funny for ya, from Avert Your Eyes.