Wyatt turned 5 months old!
This past month it seems like he’s changed more than all the other months combined. I mean, he giggles now. But only when the mood really strikes him. That doesn’t stop me from constantly making a fool out of myself in attempt to get him to giggle though.
I had quite an eventful Tuesday, which translates into “Trish actually left the house for more than 2 hours.” I had to take my mom to the airport and since I was already over by the mall I decided we’d just go walk around for a while. I never thought I’d be a mall walker, but if you’re going to be one I’d say the Mall of America is probably the one to do it at. I even remembered where I parked, which is a pretty big deal because most of the time I can’t even find my car in a CVS parking lot.
The saga of our crappy rental experience continued on Wednesday when the property manager sent me an e-mail at 8am informing me he’d be there with a furnace inspector at 8:30am (still no mention of when he might send someone out to fix the oven, by the way). So when they got here I simply opted not to answer the door. Last I checked they need to give you 24 hours notice. Maybe he got that confused with 24 minutes? At any rate, I wasn’t having it. Well, they just went ahead and let themselves into the house when I didn’t answer the door. Are you kidding me? I could have been playing Just Dance naked (not that I’d do such a thing) for all they knew. Ridiculous. It’s a pretty uncomfortable feeling knowing this guy respects his tenants so little that he’ll just let himself in like that. Maybe I should go break into his house and see how he likes it.
So, it snowed. A lot. In April. I decided to just stay inside and plot my revenge against Mother Nature.
I shoveled snow. The rest of it’s a blur. I know I must have kept myself fed because I get angry when I’m hungry and I don’t recall hulk-smashing anything that day. I guess we’ll call that a win.
We took Wyatt to his first liquor store. He was mesmerized by all the
Happy Mommy Juice wine.
We watched the new Total Recall movie. I think we could have turned it off after the scene with the three-boobed lady, because that was kind of the highlight of the entire flick. But at least I know what my Halloween costume is going to be this year.
How was your week?