Can I Just Say...

this is my 200th post of this year and I am really tired of laundry!!
I feel like this is all I have done since we got the washer and dryer moved. Today I am doing all the bedding so I am at least to the bottom of the pile but still it all needs put away or ironed and hung up.
I could skip the ironing but then Austin would go to work with all the wrinkles. I just can't have that. No way. Not when all his colleagues know that I don't work.
Really the least I could do is iron his clothes.
Don't worry I don't always do this willingly. To make up for it I sometimes...um...starch his underwear or the collar of his shirts. Once I even starched the crotch of his pants.
Shush!! Don't tell!
He deserves it. I'm positive of it.

Laundry Day

Whenever I do laundry Mason will grab my bra out, put it on his head and twirl around screaming. I don't really like my bra being posted but I couldn't resist that cute little face.

He had just taken it off his head and said 'boo' to me. I don't think he was expecting me to have the camera there and ready.

MOPS!!

MOPS starts today and I'm so excited. I don't know what I'm looking forward to most: the 2 hours away from Mason, the fellowship, 2 hours babyfree, friendships, did I mention a whole 2 hours away from Mason, food. I think it is a toss up. I have waited patiently all summer. A big feat for me.
This year I am doing the newsletter. I have a feeling this will get to be more of a chore than anything. I have made my template so all I have to do is change the articles out... maybe... I mean really how many people actually read the newsletter.
After MOPS Mason and I are going to make a quick pit stop at home and then we are going to my mom and dad's. We have a very busy weekend planned. Hopefully We will be home by Tuesday.
Austin asked if I was going to drag it out another day and I could honestly tell him no this time. See... I ordered a new camera and it should be here tomorrow... so I want to get home and play with it. Since he refuses to put it in his backpack when he drives the motorcycle to go to grandma and grandpa's this weekend.
I know! What a brat. Even though I am taking his clothes with me. Good thing I love him or this could be a grievous offense. I think I will forget his underwear. That should show him. I mean really I made his lunch today ,without the spit mind you, the least he could do is bring my camera down with him.
Anyways... so I off to go switch my clothes over. Somehow in the bathroom renovations laundry has gotten messed up and I'm of schedule and ran out of underwear for me. Let me rephrase that. I cannot find almost all my underwear. Out of 30 pairs I can find exactly 4. That's right 4. So instead of being able to do my laundry once a week it feels like I am doing my laundry everyday. Not good when you have snakes in your basement. I have no clue where they went but I have my suspicions that Austin does. He has found this oh so hilarious.
I just keep telling myself that 2 weeks and my washer and dryer will be upstairs. I know I live in a dream world.

It only took a week...

Well I guess I should count myself as lucky that it wasn't me that had to take the snake outside. I had asked him everyday. EVERYDAY!! To take it outside and either kill it or take it far far FAR away from our property.
One whole week.
So finally he runs out of clean underwear and decides he had better do something about the stupid snake.
Austin goes to the basement and takes the box off the glass bowl and the bowl off the snake and it just stays there all coiled. That is when Austin puts on his leather gloves and goes to grab it and it strikes.
At this point I would have shat my pants had it been me grabbing for it but not my husband. He gets this evil grin and I swear I hear him laugh. He denies it but anyways. He starts to play with it.
Playing with it in my basement. I just have this vision of this snake getting away from him while playing with it so I yell down the stairs, "For crying out loud, take it outside. Then you can play with it, you damned idiot! I swear you lose that snake and you will be sleeping in that basement till you find it!"
That might be when he got annoyed with me. I would have thought that would have happened on day two of me asking him to get it out of my house. But anyways. So he grabs the snake and starts to chase me through the kitchen. I could have killed him.
He finally gets it outside and takes it to the side yard grabbing a spade on the way. He looks around for the perfect spot puts the snake on the grass and grabs its head and shoves the shovel on it. Stands on the shovel taking the head off clean.
At this point he just has a hold of the body by the tail so he flings it at me. As you can imagine that instantly sets me off.
It took him 30 minutes to find the hide-a-key to get back in the house. I don't know why he has to be such a butt to me.
We have found where they are getting in but there isn't much we can do about it. They are getting in a drain. I have told asked my husband to put a wire mesh in the drain in hopes of stopping them from coming up. Hopefully he will have it done by winter.
It's okay, I am laughing too. Mine though is more of a psycho humor me laugh, but still laughing.

Enjoy photos of our former house guest.