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Thus my adventure begins, a journey into the challenges of motherhood! CAST: WACKY HUSBAND ~ A man that I have to *page* before I get an answer to my questions when he's reading, which is all the time. KID ~ aka "Boogers", a nickname that drives Grandma insane. But to the point 'ya know?' SASHA ~ HUGE, throwback pomeranian who didn't turn out to be cute and fluffy like I wanted. Sometimes known to be housetrained. INLAW GRANDPARENTS ~ Not evil yet, but that may change.

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Thirty something woman with one husband, two kids and a variety of wildlife living under one roof.

Wednesday, September 14, 2005

And Then There Was None!

I am not fond of room-mates, however at times they are a needed financial element. Despite the financial benefits these creatures bring; one is easily afflicted with frustration at their stupidity.

A prime example is the current room-mate that I am forced to live with, who recently decided that paying into a shared food plan was a waste of time. Fine enough with me. We have several fridges available, so immediately upon the announcement that the food was being bought separately....I cleaned out and emptied a fridge so that said room-mate had a place for food.

I was more than enthused about the announcement for we had been going into the red to feed her every month. Why? Because the nasty creature thought that she could eat for only 30 dollars per two weeks. Which is bullshit. After consuming the huge 'barrels' of pickles, olives, 2 cases of eggs, four jugs of milk, meat, etc etc.....She has on many occasions managed to eat her way into a 100 dollar food bill.

So it is somewhere around five days later, the room-mate has not bought any food for sustenance and is proceeding to inhale the food that I have currently bought at a disturbing rate. There is no monetary exchange in sight. I think that she is under the impression that she is eating for free. I have resorted to hiding necessities such as toilet paper and labeling milk with the title "experimental milk." This just seems childish, but I am hoping it will dawn on the creature that maybe, just maybe, she should fend for herself, grow up, ship out and buy the damn groceries.

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