Showing posts with label penpal. Show all posts
Showing posts with label penpal. Show all posts

Friday, July 29, 2011

dearest penpal,

yes this another post directly for you.  its probably because i love you so much.  like harry loves hermione.  that type of serious (but not sexual) love.  

anyway.  i noticed that you have killed two huge spiders in the last two days.  congratulations.  there must be an equally horrible spider revolt happening here in las vegas, as i, too, have had spiders rummaging about my home.

today, lbj and the dog were baby-gated into their usual living room/den area, while i busied myself in the kitchen.  when what, but a spider, came along.  naturally, i screamed.  i tried to throw a napkin over it.  that was dumb.  a napkin has no weight with which to kill a spider.  dumb, nikki, dumb. 

as the spider moved about, i screamed.  the dog was not happy about this. i am sure he thought there was an invisible intruder trying to capture me.  he was growling, i kid you not.  and you know the dog.  he doesnt growl for much.  

lbj starts yelling "scared?" over and over, really loud. and his face was probably mirroring mine.  it was was full of fright.  that such a little insect could cause such a commotion in my house is unbelievable.  but, believe it.  'cause it happened.

finally i grabbed a rather large book (nathans, of course).  and threw it on top of the spider, and screamed, "I KILLED IT!!"

i felt pretty awesome about it. not gonna lie.

and as a side note,  lbj has now learned the word "killed" and has been saying, "spider killed it" for the last few hours.  

awesome? i dont know if i wanted to teach lbj about killing at such a young age.  but, as a consolation, at least he's trying to form sentences.  i'll take that, i guess.

much love fellow spider warrior.  until we meet again.

Thursday, July 28, 2011

dear friend,


yesterday i was scrubbing the grout of my tile floors.  i was on my hands and knees breathing in some nasty chemicals for almost 4 hours.

i know what youre thinking - nikki! youre so amazing!! you do so much around your home to make everyone so happy.

yes. you are right. i do.

but, thats not why im telling you about being on our floors like that for so long.  i scrub the grout on a quarterly basis, its what i do. but, while i was scrubbing, i was thinking of blogging.  what can i talk about on my blog?  in fact, i have a post, mid-write (?) as we speak about movie goers.  its what im calling a "per-request" post.

im writing it because i want to. but i also know someone specific wants to read it (she told me so!). while i was thinking about this "grout" post, that same person came to mind.  she knows how proud i am of my grout cleaning abilities. 

and then i thought.  holy crap!  am i just writing letters to my one friend?  i think i am.  this blog is just a farce! an elaborate pen-pal system! my parents and my sister dont even follow my blog.  who am i writing for!?! 

this proceeded to become a huge existential debate between me, myself and i.  all of which, im blaming on the chemicals

apparently i got over it.  because i here i am writing.  to you.  yes, you!  
(which could be me, since sometimes i come to my blog and reread what ive written. im cool like that)
(but mostly for you)