girls out of house

Work sucked this week until tonight. Too inane to relay details, just equipment issues that got mostly fixed. AW I had productive day at home in that the basement isn't a disaster. Did I mention a chipmunk was scurrying about the piles of clutter last Sunday?
J took the girls along while her mom and sister, as the latter did baby registry hopping, hence the opportunity to de-clutter.
They seemed like they were gone long, but I guess the service at O'Charley's sucked. J sent me a pic of B eating a bun there to torment K since he didn't go. Dude threw a fit almost messing up my tidy-ish basement. Basements can never truly be tidy, can they?
Ever feel Billy Pilgrimish? No explanation, aside from becoming unstuck in time, seems plausible for my basement endeavor... do you remember the pictures of when I felt motivated to do so? Think June... or whenever I was first trying the blogger app for android. Now I'm thinking about trains... I need to improve my quantity of Twitter following, for there are gaps that are void of  chatter. Mallets need not apply, but content to stimulate my duh, blah, mehs minus #Ferguson. Goal is to get to 500. Too many stupid tweets exist when I'm not bored enough to see what's going on in the outerdylands.

vomit house, pt 2

J & B were vomitting tonight, so us DJs seemed doomed!

Meet the teacher

So the first day of school is two days away, K had been ill with a stomach bug, went to urgent care and seems better, but not quite normal. He ate toast and a popsicle since Friday without vomiting it up.
He felt well enough to go to meet the teacher tonight. Meh.
J came home early so I could have napped but I wasn't prepared for that and didn't. Weird day.
My mom called said my dad was being a jerk so he is feeling better from her point of view. Francisco Franco syndrome. Not sure what he's trying to prove. He's just spiteful these days. Swearing at his attending nursing staff and yelling at my mom. He's restrained because he is crazy and acting like a child... pulling at things and other impossibly stupid acts of irrationality.

Reality and scenarios

Not sure where I left off, but our noisy Whirlpool dishwasher that was leaking too is worst case scenario in that I flipped it over today and found it needs at least $130 in parts. Paid three hundred for the machine six years ago, and a rack is rusting and buttons were already falling off. Not sure worthwhile to bother fixing it.
I will not buy another whirlpool product again is my current sentiment. Felt that way about our Samsung washing machine when it died after three months, but it was under warranty and was fix at no cost to us though it was a major pain in the whatnot.
D was stuffy during week and was tugging at her ear today while K was at urgent care for his diarrhea and vomiting.
J was moody. Could have been worse if I didn't get her flowers yesterday, I guess. Sick kids will stress the best of us...
MagicJack has yet to port my number from Cincinnati Bell; not sure who sucks more customer service wise but MagicJack only uses chat bots, and they aren't bright enough to read your complaints to offer suggestions.