don't say i didn't tell you so

Look who's a big boy now!!!
Laken upgraded his bed.
he likes it
no iss. whatsoever!
i don't believe in weening things like this
no toddler bed - just straight to the twin.
now i just need to get him some sheets
and down with Cars, Nemo, or any other cartoon
we're going with something else.
i can't make my house look like a Pottery Barn Catalog
if we're going to use Disney

In other news -
remember back on October 25th i had told you i had to call the plumber to come out because my house was smelling of a little funk deFunk? yeah. so i called their asses for a week straight and nothing. at first it was just the smell. the second week i could barely use the toilet. and the water was backed up in the tub. Not only did this piss me off, but it made it extremely difficult to bathe the child at night. can we say he had some serious musk going on??? He was getting a bath every two days - poor thing. I would have to take him to the aunt's or to the paternal units' home 20 miles outside of town. it was a pain!

so i call every day for OVER A WEEK. nothing. they finally come out last week after i told her i hadn't paid rent because they suck. they finally came out after i threatened to call the housing authority. Seriously, people would walk in the house and almost pass out from the stench! it was horrible! i can't even describe it. and this is how i lived for almost a month!!! and i kept calling. and it kept getting worse.

i know i'm a good story teller and all. and you know i'm an aspiring actress, Mr. Landlord. but when i tell you i would rather wear my son's dirty diaper over my face than have to smell whatever it is that's stewing in my pipes, i'm being serious. i'm not exaggerating. i think there is a SERIOUS problem.

so they come out. and what do they find? that one of the pipes under the house that goes out to the sewer has busted. what i smell is sewer gas. that i have a small lake under my house of said water. that everytime i flush the toilet, it all stays under the house. LOVELY. so he goes out to the back yard to the sewer line. releases the cap and it ..... BUSTS ...... all over the backyard. he's all worked up now. and then realizes that the sewer main is now broken and needs to be replaced. pressure build up's a bitch. so guess what's all over my backyard ?? yup. and then he comes in (as if nothing) and tells me not to put toilet paper in the toilet because whatever i put IN the toilet will wind up in my back yard until he gets it all fixed. I make a swooping motion with my hand over my stomach, "Everything??? As in Poo??" Nods yes. Mother F$%#$@!!!!
so there's a baggie of used toiley tiss. hanging on the bathroom door. it's official. I'm ghetto!

So, here's to you oh wise Landlord
Before you buy a property, send out an inspector so that you're not getting calls from a tenant everyday about crap in the house that's going wrong.

and when a tenant calls and says, I think i have a sewer issue. by golly - GO TO THE HOUSE NOW!!!! drop all that you are doing and get there. because had you come out on October 25th, when i initially called, you probably wouldn't have found a lake of sewage. you probably wouldn't have a busted sewer main. and you probably wouldn't be doing this to my backyard right now to replace it!!! you probably could've saved yourself over $3000 in repairs!!

... but then again. i'm just a lowly tennant. what do i know?