2012 Kickin' it Old Skool

I often wake up wishing I had a vacation day left so I could stay at home. That or I wish I was a PAW (from "The Millionaire Next Door") so I could afford to stay home. Today was one of those days.

I got home yesterday to my neighbor asking me to help him cut down a tree "real quick." He told me that he had a chainsaw and that if I helped him guide it down, he would chop it up and get the parts out of my yard and everything. I wasn't worried too much about the yard thing and am always willing to help someone if they ask. (nicely) What was to be a quick 10-15 minutes turned into an hour and a half. The chainsaw was crap and we reverted to the old school way and I broke out my axe. I sharpened it up a bit and went to hacking. If society comes to an end in 2012 like people are afraid of, I will still be able to chop down a tree without the need for gasoline, oil, electricity or an engine. It may take an hour and a half and cause ....4, 5, 6... ...7. 7 blisters on my sore hands, a sore back, and aching shoulders but I could get it done. That was the hardest tree I had ever sank an axe into. I guess its because it was a hardwood and not the pines I have been used too.

In other news, the same night I filled my friend in on what an NSF fee was, Harmony wanted to go to IHOP but I wanted B' Dubs (Buffalo Wild Wings). I must have asked her 20 times trying to get her to slip. "Do you want pancakes or CHICKEN WIIINGS?" Every time, no matter how I worded it, she said pancakes. Dammit. I tried one more thing. I said, "See Crystal, Harmony wants chicken wings!" Then the what had been a cute, quiet voice boiled up and turned into the pissed off pancake monster screaming "NOO! I NO SAY WANT CHICKEN WINNGSTH. I SAY PAAAAAAAN (PAUSE FOR BREATH) CAAAAAAAAAAAAAKKKEEESSTH." I knew in that instant that B' Dubs was a no go.

The other night I was getting Harmony ready for bed and she wanted to "read" a book in her room first. She had several of her books laid out in a pattern on her bed. She picked one, crawled up in her bed and began mumbling as I put the other ones away. I went to help clean up the kitchen from the disaster I make every time I cook and the next thing I know she come running into the living room with 2 purses, exclaiming that she was going to go get some chicken winngsth. Crystal and I looked at each other then back at her and said. "OK." She, with a purse on each arm, runs to the front door and takes off, out the door at 9:00. I am standing there puzzled wondering if that really just happened. I looked back at Crystal and I could tell that she was thinking the same thing. About that time, she comes bursting back in the door asking if the car had any gas in it. We were floored. NO seriously we were laughing so hard that we were both on the floor. It was ROTFL... IRL. Meanwhile Harmony was looking at us with great displeasure, both hands on her hips and tapping her foot as if to say: "You bitches gonna answer me, or am I going to have to walk?" It was one of the cutest things on the planet. I had to tell her that it was bedtime and that we could go the next day to get chicken wings. She finally agreed and all was well.

So the very next night. SAME THING. I got her into her pajamas and at 9:00... "I go bye bye an git sum chicken winngsth." She takes off, full throttle, to the front door. This time I caught her, got her calmed down, and put her to bed before she grabbed the keys and drove away. I have created a monster.