Seriously, where's the love people?!

WARNING: This post is more of a rant, so if you came to read about how amazing my son is - go to the second paragraph and skip the first!

Okay, so we have all had a call like the following: "Hello, Mollie? Yes, this is so and so from Kirby vacuum. So and so gave us your name and said that you would possibly enjoy having your carpets cleaned...." Anyway, so this is the 4th call I have gotten like that since Teague was born. Everytime I have said no because I have a baby - even though they promise it won't take more than 1 to 1.5 hours and there is NO sales pitch. No, thanks anyway. So I get another one of these phone calls that one of my so called "friends" has referred my name. I give in under the premise that it will take only 1 to 1.5 hours. Oh great they say and they will arrive the next day (Thursday) at 4 pm. I think to myself "...great, by that time Ryan will just be getting home from practice, we can eat and then head to the JV bball game". So Thursday comes and sure enough "Shawn" arrives, being dropped off by his manager who will be back to pick him up. (Red flag #1). So I am assuming he will clean the carpets and I will put Teague down for his evening nap, start dinner and then he will leave. WRONG-O! Not only was I not allowed to go off and do my own thing (I was required to watch his demonstration of basically how filthy dirty my one year old carpet was), Shawn was still there when Ryan got home. And then he proceeded to show me EVERY freaking tool that comes with this magical Kirby vacuum. I can vacuum everything - walls, ceilings, mattresses, draperies, coffee tables, Teague, whatever needs cleaning. It's magical is basically what he is trying to get across to me. In the meantime I am thinking my so called friend "X" (you KNOW who you are) must really hate me and must want to get me back for something horrible I have done to them. Well to try to sum this up - I got home, fed Teague and then watched a demonstration of this vacuum cleaner for 4 - yes you read that correctly - 4 precious hours. Now, you are probably wondering - why didn't you kick him out. Believe me - I would have tried, but remember his manager dropped him off. And he called him numerous times to come and get him but every time he got off of the phone he had a new reason why I should buy this vacuum - remember "no sales pitch"? Well the rest of the story is this: at 7:30 Ryan got home with Teague from the bball game and I was still in my work clothes and still telling this guy NO I DO NOT WANT YOUR VACUUM! And he had the audacity to ask me when I replied that a) I do not want your $1500 vacuum and b) I would never make a decision to buy something for that much without talking to my husband - he says to me "Do you have to ask your husband whenever you want to make a purchase"?! ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! Oh it was a mess. And just so you know, I did not refer anyone to them - I couldn't think of anyone that I disliked that much! So please "friends" don't give my name to any more sales people - I am now bitter!!

Okay, now that my therapeutic rant is over, Boo Boo, I mean Teague is 6 months old! He turned 6 months on Monday and his first tooth broke through then!!! Today he had his 6 month appt. He is in the 95th percentile for everything - not off the charts for height anymore (poor Daddy)! He did amazing and Dr. Heller commented on him being the "coolest looking kid" and he got lots of oohhs and aahhs from the nurses. The sad news is that he will be needing surgery this summer on his herniated belly button. Luckily it is a same day surgery, so it shouldn't be too bad.

Tomorrow we have water babies, then off to Brainerd for a bball game, then to Grandma and Grandpa's for the evening while mama and daddy go out with Auntie Grummies who is home from Seattle and others. Hopefully he is feeling okay and not feverish tomorrow like he was with this 4 month appt.

Stay warm!