She's covered in breast cancer awareness stuff and her hair color is listed as "bald"! I mean, I'm all for awareness, but can babies even get breast cancer?! Why does she have to be bald, Cabbage Patch? Not every cancer patient loses their hair. What a morbid doll for a child, right? I, for one, blame the Cabbage Patch. Perhaps it's time to start using organic fertilizers and pesticides. TAKE SOME RESPONSIBILITY, XAVIER ROBERTS! YOU'RE NO BETTER THAN LAVENDAR MCDADE!! Yes...I had a few CPK dolls, okay. Most notably, my favorite, Melanie (RIP), who was special because you could crimp and curl her hair (the crimper did not work on my hair) because her hair was made out of pipe cleaners.
Okay, clearly I've gone way off topic-THE POINT IS there are some legit lunatics that live in the neighborhood behind me and I am shocked at the number of daycares run out of homes. Doesn't anyone do any research on where they're taking their child? When the only signage for a daycare facility is half a posterboard with the name "Fun 2 Play" and a hand-drawn outline of a train, wouldn't you feel like maybe you could find something better? One of these days, I'll try to drive by one of the houses and take a picture so you guys can see. That's going to be tricky, though, because I really don't want them to think I'm stalking any of the children. Although clearly they're not concerned about the sexual predator down the street, so they probably won't even care.
Not much else is happening here, I got about 25% through my last post (the animal rant), when we lost power. It was about 10:20pm, and I looked out the windows and couldn't see any light anywhere. It was actually pretty cool because I could see so many stars. It was completely dark and silent, except for the quiet ticking of the clock in the kitchen, which I was waiting for Jacob to complain about. About two minutes in, and I heard Jacob say from bed "boy, I had no idea that clock was so annoying." So I removed the batteries and went about trying to call the power company. That seems like it should be easy, but since we're in an apartment that's rented by Jacob's company, all the bills are in Marathon's name, so I have no clue who any of the providers are. Thankfully I found a phonebook and there were only two power companies, so I called the first one. The lady seemed really confused when I explained why I didn't know the name on the account and finally said "lady, I have no idea what you're talking about." Ugh. Well why don't I just give you my address and you can send a tech out? Twenty minutes later I got a phone call from a disgruntled technician, telling me my area of town was covered by the other power company. Clearly he'd been sent over here to check on it and was not happy for the late night emergency call. Whoopsie, sorry guy. Thanks for trying! I called the other company and had the same response from the operator when I couldn't give an account number. I gave him my address and he confirmed there were outages in this area. Well, duh, dude. After about an hour of reading by flashlight, the power came back on, which was celebrated with a tired "hooray" from Jacob in the bedroom. Unfortunately now I've gotten my second wind and I'm not sure I'll be able to fall asleep. Sounds like I'll be having a late-night rendezvous with my book.