If you were wondering where I've been,

, well:
I got my robot vacuum cleaner Tuesday. This thing is so awesome. I call it Carrie.
I worked all day yesterday and hurriedly cut the grass before it got dark. I didn't have time to eat all day. See my previous post about the things I've been lacking all week, add and empty stomach and you get this:
My link I rush into the shower and imagine how awesome the teriyaki smoked salmon in the fridge is going to taste. I turn the shower off and Mrs. SLB runs into the bathroom "I NEED YOU UPSTAIRS NOW!!!11!ONE!" I run upstairs naked and there is smoke pouring from a light fixture. Mrs. SLB is hysterical. I ask her if she turned it off and she says yes. Fortunately the fixture in question is right next to an attic access panel so I grabbed a ladder (after putting some shorts on) and checked it out. Looked fine to me. Mrs. SLB then says she doesn't know if she turned it off or not. I killed it from the panel and I'm currently waiting for the electrician. Mrs. SLB broke her arm patting herself on the back for saving the house from burning down. Oh yeah, DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY TIMES I'VE TOLD HER AND THE BOYS TO TURN THIS ####### LIGHT OFF??!!!! IT'S ON ALL NIGHT AS A NIGHT LIGHT, THEN ADD RIDDLED MRS. SLB "DOESN'T NOTICE" IT ON!! SO THAT LEAVES THE ONLY PERSON WITH BAD KNEES,
AND A JOB, TO TURN IT OFF EVERY DAY. THAT'S IF I'M ACTUALLY HOME FROM WORK BEFORE THE SUN GOES DOWN. YEAH!!! GREAT FOR YOU NOTICING THE LIGHT WAS SMOKING INSPECTOR CLOUSEAU!! Yes she got upset with me. Oh freaking well. I finally got to eat around 9 last night. I could have gotten laid but was exhausted. That's bad.
One of the gals I did the MS Walk with last year posted a picture of her and a guy I know on FB. He works for the Cardinals and bought my Grandparents house (that we were living in) back in 78. I posted "Jack XX" right? Great guy." Turns out that is her Dad. Whoa. The last time I saw her before the Walk was back in 78, I think she was 4. Blows my mind.
I gave Cal the nickname "Cool Cat Cal" or "Triple C" and Dylan "Big D" a few weeks ago. Dylan now talks in the third person like Jimmy from Seinfeld. "Hey Dad, did you know Big D can do a cart wheel?" I've corrected him a couple of times but it hasn't done any good. Not sure how long I'm going to let this go on
Carry on.