My stove is broken. The landlord hung up on my husband (who is also his brother!!!) when he called to tell him about it. I think that means I'm royally screwed. I spent three hours boiling bottles in the microwave today. I also fixed our last meal in stock, that I won't need a stove in order to cook, for tonight's dinner.
I have seven children. The Big Boy is a teenager, Jelly Bean 12, Little Boy 10, Hercules 6, The Little Lady 4, Baby Girl 3, and Baby Z 1. I have two adopted dogs, two cats 'borrowed' from J, and a turtle. I blog because one day I want to be able to go back and appreciate the humor.