On the Fly Addendum
I felt an unquenchable urge to write something (anything) this morning. But since I have an early morning vet appointment and I'm not yet showered, this is going to be as good as it gets. I should never drink coffee with breakfast on a rushed morning! Because I end up like this.
At any rate, the two main blogs I need to supplement today are the ones about the vacuum and the water buffalo (bet you thought I was done with that one, huh?). First for that instrument of torture, the vacuum. After reading my ill-fated blog post last week, my wonderful husband decided to get out the vacuum and try it again before I got home from my Southern escapades. And naturally, since he's smart, he figured out what was wrong with it. I hadn't cleaned it out. Ever. Since we bought it a year ago. I really wish I could upload the picture he sent me because the gunk that he pulled out of it. It was massive. In my defense, I didn't know that you were supposed to clean out vacuum cleaners. (J: where did you think everything went? M: I don't know... I guess I thought it imploded or evaporated or atomized... J: silence prefacing snorts of laughter). Continuing on in my defense, I didn't grow up with a vacuum cleaner and no one ever told me how to use one. I thought you just plugged it in, flipped the switch, and went with it. Evidently not. Amusingly enough, my mother-in-love expressed surprise that I hadn't burned up the engine. That was before she realized how rarely I vacuum.
On a more serious (and less embarrassing) note, the water buffalo! This is probably the only time a water buffalo will be more serious than a vacuum cleaner, so enjoy it... I recently found out from an covert source of information (my dad) that water buffalos were used in Iraq to baptize American soldiers who came to faith while fighting the War on Terror. I thought that was a pretty cool piece of water buffalo trivia, so I'm passing it on to you. Enjoy.
And now, I'm going to go jump in the shower, rubbing my feet over the newly vacuumed carpet (the Man is my hero) all the way to the bathroom.
