$12 chairs and I have to pee

RANDOM THOUGHT WARNING: ...we're still in Animal's mouth...

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I'm tired right now but my mind is racing. How are we going to set up the spare room for these twins? Right now the room consists of:
~a gothic 1970s armoire with one drawer pull missing
~a china cabinet from Reist (and, consequently, Primrose)
~a spare kitchen chair with my scrapbooking accoutrement stacked on top
~a 3-drawer dresser w/ mirror and things in my "to be scrapped" pile
~a computer desk w/ PC, boom box, 4-in-1 printer, DVD/VCR combo that doesn't work, and some music tape dubbing machine thing
~the old orange chair that has been reupholstered and now resembles Marty Crane's Barco-Lounger but is still so comfortable
~a 3-tiered bookshelf holding children's books bigger than Hailey
~endless amounts of clean laundry
~the Minnie spoon might be in there somewhere, too, mom.

So basically, right now, that room is a liiiitle too cluttered for 2 more cribs. I can't wait till spring when we clean out the house and have a yard sale. It's amazing what people will buy.

Last summer, we had a garage sale. This older gentleman stopped by in his '72 hoopdie, waddled up the driveway, sat in one of the chairs we had for sale, and paid $12 for it. At the same time, no one bought the picture frames, glassware, or jewelry we had out. You also get the people who go garage sale hopping looking for specific items. One guy came up asking for "huntin' knives with big blades." Yeah, no. Sorry, we just sold the last of them to that eighty-two-pound 90 year old lady over there wearing the hand-knit fatigues.

It's 10:30pm and I'm watching cheesey home videos on ABC family. I remember this show being a lot funnier when I was a kid. I realize calling this show "funniest videos" is so inappropo. It should be called "stupid people willing to be embarrased in public." How funny can a guy trying to put a nerf ball in a basket with his feet get? Is it better when it turns out he consequently puts a hole in the wall with his butt? But, maybe I'm just bitter right now because I have to pee. Shocking, I know. I'll admit though, when the dog caught the frisbee and then proceeded to lay it on the ground and, ahem, relieve himself on it, I laughed. Out loud. Alone.

I might have even snorted a little.