Who's on first.......

One of the disadvantages of having a 'blended' family, (Perhaps blended isn't a strong enough word. Maybe pureed? liquefied? chopped? diced? scattered? smothered? Oh wait, that's WaffleHouse Hashbrowns. Nevermind...) is that no one knows how to refer to anyone else. Especially when we're in a car. I'm not sure what we were talking about, but we had this conversation the other day:

Me: No. Your mom said no.

Scarlett: My mom?

Gavin: My mom?

Me: Yes, your mom. No, not you, Scarlett.

Cole: Wait, were you talking to me?

Me: No, your sister.

Gavin: My sister.

Me: No, not your sister.

Scarlett: I know. Because I don't have a sister.

Me: I know that. I was talking to Cole.

Cole: Huh?

Scarlett: He was talking to you.

Cole: Who was?

Scarlett: Daddy.

Cole: Who's daddy? Gavin's daddy?

And around and around we went. I couldn't get them to school fast enough. It was like a really bad episode of Abbott and Costello, mixed with an episode of The Three Stooges. Cole and Gavin may have even been doing the eye-poking gag. Who knows?

On another note; I miss Keith. (Keith went back to Louisiana for a couple of weeks to work a concert festival.) I really miss Keith. Part of the reason that I miss him is based on how much he helps us out, how much we get to hang out, and how we get to watch retarded shows like 'The Ruins' together. But the majority of the reason that I miss him is because Racheal misses him. You see, Racheal constantly needs a project to work on. I mean, always. When she doesn't have anything to do, I come home to rooms without carpet. Or new paint on the walls (I should say part of the walls. She starts it so that I'll have to finish it). Or new appliances that need to be installed. Or plants that have to be planted (like this time or even this one). And Keith provided me with a bit of a buffer from these projects. And Keith really is the perfect buffer. He's about as 'go with the flow' as Racheal is 'I'll determine the flow'. And so he goes along with all of her kakamamie (love that word) schemes and projects. Here's an example. Last week, Keith found a huge spider spinning a giant web in our yard. We all went out and looked at the spider, 'Wow. That's a big spider.' And that was that. But not for Racheal and Keith. Racheal had to know what type of spider it was, where it came from, what its name was, what its kids names were, what its credit score was, etc, etc. And the really crazy part is: They spent the next 4 hours youtubing and wiki-ing lawn spiders! Lawn spiders?

And just because that A-Hole went home and they weren't able to take their weekly trip to the children's museum to take pictures like this,


I was stuck replacing our mailbox, putting up shelves in our closet, hanging pictures in the kitchen, and fixing our dishwasher again. And that was just yesterday! I'd like to say that Keith is dead to me, but I need my buffer back.