Spy tools
Well, my baby is sleeping. Having just recovered from a week-long stay from a Canadian houseguest and several days of having a heater installed, the house looks like it was hit by a small cyclone. Given that my daughter has been aptly named the beast by husband (AKA lumpy), who would expect any different. Well, I thought what better way to procrastinate than by writing a post here.
My husband in his blog has a common theme in his writing about The Beast, which involves trying to find various implements which can be used to torture said beast. I am not writing about such an item, but today I have realized I have the implements to take over the world or at least the neighborhood. Its a little thing called the baby monitor. Most families have one of these devices. For about $50 we purchased a Sony version promising us multiple channels of reception and a large range. For instance, right now this range is enabling me to sit in my basement and write on this blog as I listen to my baby breathing such high volume I'm convinced she could be a character in a Chuckie movie. I am also listening to cars pass by on the street where we live and hearing our neighbor mow his lawn. So, this is an excellent device for keeping up with the Joneses. I now know that I must nag my husband to come home from work immediately and mow the lawn. I also know exactly what deviousness our neighborhood children are planning involving our cat and I must put a stop to it. Seems to me that this device could be useful in planning some sort of anarchy. I'll keep pondering on this and keep you all posted. In the meantime, I suggest each of you get one of these devices....
1 Comments:
I aint mowing the lawn ever. It shall grow into a large rectangle shapped jungle and then one day when our kids are outside playing they will be eaten by a cheetah and once again I will be free to do whatever I want whenever I want.
The Lumpy
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