Random Ramblings or, Blogging while braindead: A true story

Some adult in this family, not me, has a problem with skinny toilet paper rolls. No sooner do we get about three quarters of the way through a roll than it gets replaced with a full one. The old roll winds up languishing about the bathroom counter until I take pity on it and either place it near its point of intended use or use it for nose blowing. Either way, the original miscreant will have nothing to do with the poor abandoned thing.

It's all very strange. I'm not sure whence this obsession with toilet paper comes from, but I'm sad that it doesn't extend to actually putting the rolls on the holder. No, fat or thin, they all just sit there on the counter above the holder unless I take action. You know what we need? Toilet paper holders that work like the paper towel holders that sit on the counter. Just remove the old roll and drop the new roll on. Maybe then it wouldn't get left up to just half of the responsible members of the family to get things situated so that the toilet paper isn't getting knocked off the counter into the toilet on a regular basis.

In other news, the toddler inspected the cat's water dish this morning and found it lacking. She insisted that it be changed immediately. Mommy (perhaps foolishly) complied with her orders, giving the cat some food at the same time. The toddler then crouched by the water dish calling urgently, "'gheera! Watti! 'gheeraaaaa!" The cat declined to come, choosing instead to hide under the couch, something she doesn't usually have the good sense to do.

Speaking of the toddler, she is now officially wearing clothing from size 18 months to 4TXL. Yeah, right. Like I really believe those labels. Meanwhile, the baby is scorching her way through the 3-6 month outfits. A disconcerting number are no longer fitting. She also turned over from her tummy to back for the first time yesterday! For some strange reason though, she figured out back to tummy several weeks ago. The toddler was the same way. I used to worry myself sick about SIDS with her, because she just would not stay on her back to sleep. Fortunately, this one is more than content to sleep on her back. If she sleeps. But that's a topic for another day, when I've gotten to sleep earlier than 4 a.m. Bleagh.