hot moment

jack isn't afraid of anything, not strangers, cars, big dogs, angry moms, nothing. except the hairdryer and the vacuum. sort of like a puppy. i don't really care that he is afraid of the hairdryer, he isn't likely to have enough hair, nor the desire, to use one, but the vacuum cleaner is a bit more of a problem as we have a LOT of dog hair around here. the other day i saw a suggestion (on some cleaning site. yeah. i read cleaning sites, f*ck off.) that toddlers can be helpful in cleaning the house and the vacuum is a fun way for them to chip in. so i thought i would work on making the vacuum a friend to small boys by making it look like fun. by dancing and singing like a fool while vacuuming the living room while jack, who was not going for it at all, hid behind the couch, eyes wide with fear. 

one wednesday i ordered new shoes, (i'm not posting any pictures because they are ugly. no, seriously, uggly. but they are comfortable and i seldom leave the house anyway so, again, f*ck off). since i ordered them from the best shoe seller ever (starts with a z ends with appos and has taken a huge chunk of my income in the last 8 years) the shipping was superfast. so fast that the ups man showed up on my door a mere 36 hours after i ordered them! 36 hours from 10 pm on wednesday night = 10 am on friday morning and precisely the hour that i was shaking my booty at the open window while vacuuming a clean wood floor and singing to a child that was very hidden from view. 

the delivery man didn't even bother knocking, just dropped the box and got out of there before the dogs even started barking.

yeah, we're cool.