Inasectafetafoy!

First let me explain the title. . . .When Furrbait was little he quicly understood that “bad “ words were off limits. He always was very imaginative and so he came up with his own words. When he was mad . .. and I do mean very mad . . .He would yell, ‘You…..You…….You inasectafetafoy!” None of us really knew what that meant or where he got that but we all knew it was bad! So to avoid “bad” words and yet let everyone know how I feel . . .the title says it all.

Our landlord . . now nicknamed Inasectafetafoy has always been a pain. There have been problems after problems with him . . . so many I can’t go into them all on this blog -- - but we have stayed (despite Furrbaits repeated urgings for us to go). He’s been at our place most of the summer . . .almost every weekend . . . . and then it happened - - -the straw that broke the camels back. He replaced the roof (with no notice to us) and was at our house for almost a week every day - - wanting in . . wanting this . .wanting that. And so I finally balked.

Just as I suspected . . we got a call from the property management woman, and Inasectafetafoy has decided that he “wants a fresh start with new tenants” and so we need to move out by Oct 31st. After a momentary panic and a sleepless night . . . I decided this was a blessing in disguise. We found a new place with a great landlord at $20 less per month with much more space. We are excited and can’t wait to get in!

Thank you, Inasectafetafoy, for giving us the push we needed!

On to a fresh new start and greener pastures!

Too Close for Comfort!

I was awakened the other morning by a phone call before 6. It was Molehead ( the kids’ dad) calling. He had just heard on the news of a house fire in the 18000 block of Lake Desire Drive. Now that street isn’t that big . . . and that community is pretty small . . and more important that is where my Bratty Brat lives in my mom’s house.

I turned on the news right away and of course called my mom. Forunately it was not her home . .. but it was far too close for comfort. It was one of the houses just next door. The neighbor (who I have known since he was a little boy), Nick, was instrumental in saving the life of the man who lived in the house. He pulled him from the burning house! The news showed the whole thing and even interviewed him.

It was strange to think about being so close to home . . .and having someone I personally knew such a hero. Proof positive that ordinary people do extraordinary things!