Toilet Paper! This picture was taken early on in the quarantine. But don't jump to conclusions -- I'm not a hoarder, or at least not a conscientious one! I buy all our toilet paper from Amazon's subscribe and save, and somewhere in late February (I think. . . time seems a bit foggy these days and late February feels like 6 years ago) I accidentally received two giant shipments. As I was putting it away (in our ottoman - don't YOU store toilet paper in YOUR furniture?), I was siltenlty chastising myself for not catching the double shipment. Oh well, I thought, as I found new places to store the extra pacakges, I know it will all get used eventually, so I guess it doesn't matter. HA! When everyone began freaking out about toilet paper, I just smiled to myself and knew we'd be okay for awhile. Well. . .now we're starting to run low. All the bathrooms are stocked, but the ottoman is bare. I stopped into Dollar General the other day and found some paltry DG brand TP, but I gotta say, I'm a little concerned now. Amazon has failed me and is not sending out any of my shipments that were normally scheduled. What's a fam to do? I don't know. Stay tuned. Or better yet, tell me where to buy toilet paper please.
New appliances! After more than two months without a dishwasher, with most of that time being during the quarantine, we bought a new dishwasher. (And stove. Because why not have multiple appliances die and therefore dump more money into them all at once? Stimulus money in, stimulus money out.) You might recall that I blogged here about my romantic visions of hand washing all our dishes. And, while the kids might not admit it, I truly think it was a great experience. I certainly wasn't expecting the quarantine to happen while we were without a dishwasher, but because it did, we were able to maintain a great schedule for dishwashing, and the kids got some quality time together after every meal. The singing and razzing and general sibling bonding made my heart happy. I'm glad we have the new one, but I'm also a little sad that our hand washing days are over.
Shadow's birthday! Shadow turned ten and my kids made him a doggie banana cake. They plopped a big blog of peanut butter on top and stuck a doggie bone on top. It was the most glorious meal Shadow has ever been given (this does not include all the meals he has stolen from the counter, dinner table, end tables, unsuspecting guest's laps and the like). The peanut butter stuck to his tongue and mouth, making him hilarious to watch. I snapped a bunch of pics as he worked to enjoy his treat. Also, I think he was truly moved by our rendition of Happy Birthday.
Smoke alarms. Do they EVER chirp for low battery during the day? The answer is an unequivocal NO. And if they do at your house, don't tell me! I don't wanna know! I woke up the other night at 1:30 am to hear the dog's strangled bark downstairs (where he rarely is at night - he usually doesn't leave my side of the bed all night). I bolted up and downstairs, certain he was hurt or something. He was at the bottom of the stairs with his ball in his mouth, a sure sign he was hearing a noise that hurt his ears (one of the reasons we had to replace the stove was because it kept beeping and turning off, also causing Shadow to whimper and run to grab a ball to hold). Sure enough, the smoke alarm chirped and poor Shadow whimpered again. Sigh. Because 1:30 am, groggy, without my glasses on, seems like a good time to dismantle electronics and look for 9 volt batteries.
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