Oh, wait - now I see - we're supposed to be competing for Top 25 big family blogs, I think. The last thing I was invited to compete for was the Imperfect Parent Award, which only netted me a very gaudy trophy. So I'm not sure it's even worth asking anyone to go on over and vote for me . On the other hand, it's embarrassing to be sitting there with 4 votes (I just voted) while everyone else has more. Sort of screams LOSER, you know? I mean, I don't mind being a loser; but I don't need that fact shoved in my face, as it were.
So, if you feel like it, vote. I guess you can vote each day until the 3rd of October. Why do they let people vote more than once? Weird. So I could just vote for myself every day and that would bring me up to a more respectable 23. At least that's double digits. Not bad...
I had something else to tell y'all, but my new-found manufactured fame up there has driven it from my mind. Something witty, I bet; or else a trenchant observation on current events. Or maybe I just wanted to tell you I won at Bunko last Monday, which is only fair as I had spent the entire day ignoring my children while attempting to make my home presentable for the evening's gambling activities. I stuffed them full of Bunko goodies to ensure their cooperation, which tactic also eliminated the need for me to prepare a real supper. Clever, I am...clever and desperate...
Oh, I remember! Our dripping dishwasher? It doesn't drip anymore. Go figure. We didn't tighten anything. How can something just stop leaking all on its own? Answers anyone? We're in a quandary - we had never put the bottom panel back on after we installed it because Larry was planning on having to pull the whole thing out to fix the leak. So now we don't know if we can safely put the panel on (and cut way down on the noise) or if the thing is going to start dripping again and cause a flood that we won't be able to see.