Last night, all I wanted was to do some laundry and watch American Idol. Ever since we moved into our apartment, our dryer has been out of commission. For some reason, this place requires a three prong dryer cord and our current one has four. I'm somewhat of a pro at this since we were living in this complex when the dryer was purchased and had to change the cord when we moved out. I'm convinced that no other place on earth has four pronged dryer outlets. Freaking communists. Anywho, one month, four trips to Home Depot, and a new power tool later we were all ready for the final push yesterday.
While I got the baby down, Dannon made the "final" trip to the store to replace the screw that we'd has to cut off. Just as Orion drifted off to sleep, the unthinkable occurred. The power went out due to the storm and stayed out for about 20 minutes, cutting a giant hole in the middle of my AI recording. I was bereft. Then Dannon came home and announced that Home Depot doesn't carry the right bolt. I was screwed. I had no other choice but to start getting caught up with Fringe on Hulu.
After a couple of stops this morning we finally found and old-timey hardware store with a couple of genuine old-time men who were willing to sell us a nut and bolt that "should work since it's not stainless steel". I have one more chance at my deal of catching up on laundry during AI. I think it's going to work, I just hope we don't burn the building down.
On the baby front, Orion has decided that he will be eating only bananas, Nilla wafers, and these vile toaster muffin-tops (heh!) I bought the other day on a whim. Since His Highness still requires warm stage-2 formula prior to falling asleep I'm not worried about nutrition, and I've read that it's a normal stage, but I'm getting a little bit tired of cleaning my thoughtfully homemade spagetti o's off the walls.
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