it's no secret that we have an interesting neighborhood.
sometimes it scares the bajeezus out of me but for the most
part it freakin' rocks.
we have the lady with way too many blow up figurines.
by way too many, i mean like enough to decorate 65 houses.
but that is okay. we love her for it.
a few days after we moved in, we were having some "issues".
not with each other. but with our couches.
we have been married for almost 9 months, and we have
had 4 sets of used couches in our apartment.
the first set? well they were like 30 years old.
they were rad looking. but they had an interesting smell.
may or may not be from some animals, but that is okay :)
we put them outside with a sign saying "free couches" and they were
gone a few hours later.
the second set? well they had been in my parents backyard all winter.
for some reason we thought we could make them work.
they were really nice looking.
forest green sexy pleather.
i loved them.
however, so did a whole family of spiders.
and by family i mean like a bajillion.
we tried to clean them out. we sprayed them down.
we bug bombed them.
we thought they were all gone.
but neither of us ever dared sit on the couches.
they looked pretty. but they were useless.
we hate spiders more than we love couches.
sometimes people came over and sat on our couch.
sean and i never did. i am sure they wondered why.
you wanna know what is hard?
trying not to freak out while watching a spider
crawl behind your friends back.
we didn't want to create any scenes.
we never said anything..
i feel awful about it.
but one time at work a spider was in my hair.
i don't know how it got there. but i was sitting at my desk and my sister came over.
i looked up at her and she had a look of terror in her face.
she didn't have to say anything.
i just knew.
i lost it.
i started ripping off my clothes.
i was jumping up and down screaming.
i ripped out my ponytail and shook my head around.
i ended up on the floor crying/ laughing.
there were 2 men in the room.
they said nothing.
my sister was laughing so hard.
i had to go take a bunch of zoloft after that.
so yeah. i don't like spiders.
i think if there is one on me?
i would rather not know. just let it fall off of me later or something.
one day we came home and like 6 spiders were on the couch.
i flipped. so did sean.
we put them out on the lawn and 2 minutes later our
neighbor across the street was sitting on it smoking a cigarette.
he didn't speak english. so sean went out and spoke spanish with him.
he was "just chillin. waitin for my amigo's to come haul the couches."
he asked why we were getting rid of them. since they were so nice.
i am not sure what sean said but i don't really wanna know
because i feel guilty just thinking about it.
oh well. life goes on.
i fear that anytime we leave something out on the lawn,
the neighbors will think it is free game.
one day we were putting in our new mattress and had to leave it outside for a
second. i caught my neighbor eyeing it across the street.
i ran out and sat it.
no one takes my freaking mattress.
that was my first big girl purchase.
if we ever have kids?
i will not let them play on the lawn.
unless they are really getting on my nerves..
anyway, today i came home from work.
it was snowing, and was cold.
i was excited to see that someone had plowed my driveway.
i got out of my car...
and i heard music.
it was the ice cream man.
there is a ton of snow outside! it's like 5 degrees!?
he sat there for 20 minutes...
really expecting someone to come by some ice cream?
i am not sure if i think he is crazy, or awesome.
( i can't lie. i like ice cream. i was tempted to buy some, but then
i remembered that would make me crazier than him)
i decided that i am going to start a business
it will be like Starbucks,
and an ice cream truck combined. except i would
not sell ice cream. i'd sell hot stuff. get it?
would you buy hot chocolate or coffee from me
if i drove by in the morning to your house?
is that not the most genius thing i have ever said?
p.s. Sean just said that we should iron the drapes.
umm? should i be worried?