Monday, February 25, 2008
Thursday, February 21, 2008
The Tornado that Hit My House (Inside Only!)
Chris and I are both finally starting to feel better from the flu that hit our house (or as I've been calling it, the plague!).
Our house looks like a tornado hit it. No lie. Last night I was frantically putting away bottles and bottles of medications, picking up used tissues that didn't quite make it to the trash can, spraying and wiping surfaces with santizing spray. And the list goes on.
We have guests coming tomorrow. I'm so excited. And so nervous to get all those germs cleaned up for little hands that might be touching and exploring things in our house.
Tonight on the list: Clean the Kitchen (that's my job), Scour the bathroom (that's Chris' job)
Strip the guest bed and replace with clean sheets and comforter
Move my vanity and chair fromt he guest room to the master bedroom, and pick up the neighbor's pack n' play.
Tomorrow: Go to Findlay Market
Dust Vacuum and straighten everything in sight.
Babyproof!
Relax and have fun.
It's going to be a fun weekend!
Our house looks like a tornado hit it. No lie. Last night I was frantically putting away bottles and bottles of medications, picking up used tissues that didn't quite make it to the trash can, spraying and wiping surfaces with santizing spray. And the list goes on.
We have guests coming tomorrow. I'm so excited. And so nervous to get all those germs cleaned up for little hands that might be touching and exploring things in our house.
Tonight on the list: Clean the Kitchen (that's my job), Scour the bathroom (that's Chris' job)
Strip the guest bed and replace with clean sheets and comforter
Move my vanity and chair fromt he guest room to the master bedroom, and pick up the neighbor's pack n' play.
Tomorrow: Go to Findlay Market
Dust Vacuum and straighten everything in sight.
Babyproof!
Relax and have fun.
It's going to be a fun weekend!
Monday, February 11, 2008
Another Update on the Danish Neighbor
So apparently it wasn't my note that made him rent space for his cars.
He got a $500 fine from the city for parking his cars in his yard. This news made me smile so wide it felt wrong. Serves the jerk right!
He got a $500 fine from the city for parking his cars in his yard. This news made me smile so wide it felt wrong. Serves the jerk right!
Monday, February 04, 2008
The Danish Neighbor
An update on the annoying Danish neighbor next door!
A few weeks ago, i got completely fed up with him. I know I've mentioned him here and there on my blog. Some good instances, and some bad. I guess a little backstory is in order:
In July of 2006, Michael moved in with his girlfriend, Yolanda. Yolanda was at least 15 years his senior, but a very sweet Mexican lady with grown children in Texas. She made the most amazing homemade tortillas, beans, rice and any other kind of mexican delight you can think of. And she was always sharing it. Michael went back to Denmark for a couple of weeks in August to get some things worked out with his Visa, and Yolanda was all alone in a strange city with no job, and knowing nobody. The neighborhood really took her in. She instantly became family to alot of us.
Michael's trip of a couple of weeks turned into a couple of months. He returned on Halloween. By the first week of November, things had gotten bad next door, and Yolanda had left. Another neighbor confirmed that he had seen Michael smacking her around on the front porch and dragging her in the house, and she had seen the bruises, too.
Since then i've been pretty leerie of the next door neighbor. He's had a slew of girlfriends, all much older than him (he's about 35), and many with small children. And often, one girl will leave, and the next girl will show up an hour or so later. It's really quite disgusting.
All through the shenanigans of his crazy love life, Michael's biggest hobby/pain for us has been his collection of cars. He buys broken down cars, fixes them up, and ships them to Denmark to resell. He's a mechanical engineer, so he has loads of tools and knowledge to do so. However, having 7-8 cars at a time, he has very little space to put them. So he has been parking them in his yard for the last several months - front and back yard. On top of it all, he changes the oil and dumps the motor oil in the grass and makes MY yard stink for days, not to mention what a sore sight it has become!
Right after Christmas he pulled his truck (one of them) into his driveway, but was parked on the median between our driveways. A median with grass that is my property. He has since rutted the thing so badly that the grass won't be coming back on its own, and we have a nice lawn job on the yard we work SO hard to care for. So i wrote him a letter. I was afraid to confront him, because I really don't trust the guy.
I found out yesterday from another neighbor when discussing it that Michael has rented a garage space to store his cars. As of this morning, there were only TWO cars, and they were in the driveway.
I may sound like an uber bitch, but I feel like i've won a major battle with this guy. At the very least, I won't need to feel so embarrassed to have people over to my house!
A few weeks ago, i got completely fed up with him. I know I've mentioned him here and there on my blog. Some good instances, and some bad. I guess a little backstory is in order:
In July of 2006, Michael moved in with his girlfriend, Yolanda. Yolanda was at least 15 years his senior, but a very sweet Mexican lady with grown children in Texas. She made the most amazing homemade tortillas, beans, rice and any other kind of mexican delight you can think of. And she was always sharing it. Michael went back to Denmark for a couple of weeks in August to get some things worked out with his Visa, and Yolanda was all alone in a strange city with no job, and knowing nobody. The neighborhood really took her in. She instantly became family to alot of us.
Michael's trip of a couple of weeks turned into a couple of months. He returned on Halloween. By the first week of November, things had gotten bad next door, and Yolanda had left. Another neighbor confirmed that he had seen Michael smacking her around on the front porch and dragging her in the house, and she had seen the bruises, too.
Since then i've been pretty leerie of the next door neighbor. He's had a slew of girlfriends, all much older than him (he's about 35), and many with small children. And often, one girl will leave, and the next girl will show up an hour or so later. It's really quite disgusting.
All through the shenanigans of his crazy love life, Michael's biggest hobby/pain for us has been his collection of cars. He buys broken down cars, fixes them up, and ships them to Denmark to resell. He's a mechanical engineer, so he has loads of tools and knowledge to do so. However, having 7-8 cars at a time, he has very little space to put them. So he has been parking them in his yard for the last several months - front and back yard. On top of it all, he changes the oil and dumps the motor oil in the grass and makes MY yard stink for days, not to mention what a sore sight it has become!
Right after Christmas he pulled his truck (one of them) into his driveway, but was parked on the median between our driveways. A median with grass that is my property. He has since rutted the thing so badly that the grass won't be coming back on its own, and we have a nice lawn job on the yard we work SO hard to care for. So i wrote him a letter. I was afraid to confront him, because I really don't trust the guy.
I found out yesterday from another neighbor when discussing it that Michael has rented a garage space to store his cars. As of this morning, there were only TWO cars, and they were in the driveway.
I may sound like an uber bitch, but I feel like i've won a major battle with this guy. At the very least, I won't need to feel so embarrassed to have people over to my house!
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