Thursday, April 02, 2009

April Fool's Day Pranks

April Fool's day is over. Yay. Thankfully, no one tried to prank me - for which I am eternally grateful. Unless you consider Tennswede recruiting me to help him scrub the baseboards in the entire frikkin' building. Unless you consider the Facebook prank where the application "We're Related" sent me an email claiming that I was a fourth cousin once removed from President Barack Obama. Which definitely struck me as strange, but frankly I couldn't imagine how I could possibly be related to him anyway. I'm not. It was a lovely, oh-so-fun, FB prank. Really irritated me. (I didn't really fall for it, though, even though I did have to check out the link in the email once I got home. Those FB people sure know how to suck you in. I've decided that FB is EVIL!) Unless you consider the fact that when I came home last night from church that the house smelled like s***. Literally. I couldn't figure it out! I went into Little Bit's room and cleaned out the diaper genie. Still stinky. I sprayed Lysol in every room. Still stinky. I was doing laundry when Hubby came home from choir practice with Kiddo and Little Bit and I said, "The house stinks. I cannot, for the life of me, figure out where it's coming from!" Turns out that our lovely, sweet yellow mutt had, indeed, gotten hold of one of Little Bit's stinky diapers and chewed it! YUCK! And, it was in Kiddo's room! I never even thought to look there! Hubby graciously cleaned it up, and stopped short of actually beating the dog, but she sure got a good tongue lashing from him. I kind of think that maybe that was her April Fools Day Prank on us. Or, more specifically, on me - because I couldn't find it! (OK - I didn't look in the right place - but who would have thought a stinky chewed diaper would be in Kiddo's room?) Unless you consider that I didn't get one - not one - comment on the post I worked so hard on yesterday. I think that must have been a prank. I was truly afraid (and maybe still am, just a tad) that you, my beloved readers, don't love me anymore! I shall go pout now. Of course, I guess it really doesn't matter - any of it. The only "prank" I might have to take seriously is my recruitment to scrub building baseboards. Tennswede is mean like that and I think he'll hold me to it! I did tell him that he needed to make sure I knew ahead of time, though, so that I could remember to wear crappy clothes. I'm not scrubbing baseboards in my good work clothes. Hell - I don't scrub baseboards at home! TTFN JMS

5 comments:

Chester's Mom said...

Nasty dog prank-I must say! Now before you run out of pout, please check comments to your blog yesterday. I unfortunately am behind and am trying to catch up to everybody's posting. Bad day for me to miss yours! So run on over and see that your post was not in vain! It's so good it might be a good one to show a rerun on from time to time! ;0-)

tennswede said...

Me mean, I can't believe you just said that. I'm calling my boss right now!

JMS said...

Tennswede - My boss...your boss...it's all the same. :)

rightonmom said...

We still love ya!! And what a nasty prank of your doggie to play on you...bad dog, :)
Glad you all survived April Fool's!

Light and Writing said...

I Love you Jenn! I've been so MIA for a few days! going to check out this post!
Bad doggie! What in the world would a dog find appealing about a stinky diaper? Question of the day!