Garbage Day

Garbage Day

When Kylee embraced sleep today, I poked her with a finger often to break it up, since she continues to wake me up all night.

We had company today, to rid the garage of.... all the shit that was in there. 3 dryers, one treadmill, a rowing machine, a stair master and more at shit than I could account for,

I was quickly found wearing an eye-sleeping mask for comfort from hanta virus. The pile of rat poo was not a pebble here and there, it was a mound of death to me so I fled and got anything that had bleach in it. Seriously, I know I'm a nut but fuck the possibilty of Hanta Virus. I'd rather look a fool than risk it, not counting that I don't care to look a fool but damn! There was a stockpile 3 inches high of poop. So fuck yes, I ran. Returned with a mask, broom, an anything poisonous I could gather.

Might have to look close.... there is a gator on his lap.

Mama and kiddles.

Kylee likes shoes and often sleeps this way. We don't know why. She is actually asleep in this shot, in heaven I suppose as her world goes.

Before: /embarrassed


If you enlarge the below photo you can see the Kylee Lunge At Simon game in action. Look at the expression on poor Simon's face.

After: /glee!

So we cleaned the garage today.... I will post on my main site the struggle it was but holy shit... we see floor again! All that remains are my halloween needs and christmas box. While cleaning I not only stepped in Kylee whoops-s, but damned near took a fall slipping on one particular pile of fun.

End of day we moved out more junk than ever should have been in a house. Kylee is now resting and thinking of what she'll eat next. She has a serious liking for cigarretes. She can smoke once she learns to shit outside. Deal?

-DM