Thursday, September 9, 2010

Things Go BumB in the Night!

Okay, I never came back and blogged the other day. BUT I'm here NOW and thats really all that matters right?! Right. Whatever don't roll your eyes at me, I can feel it.

So I've had quite a scare tonight and I'm still not sure if its over. You see, as I said in my last non-post that my four month old is trying to crawl. He's on the floor a lot and thats a problem because my next two older children feel the need to step on him and drag him around and whatnot. SO, I wanted to get him a bumbo to sit in for when he just needs to get away from those other naughty kids. (Side note: whenever I think "bumbo" I automatically think "bimbo"--its just the way my mind works.)

For those of you who don't know, this is a bumbo:

It is a magically awesome baby seat. No really, it is seriously cool. Even a little tiny baby like mine can sit up in it perfectly. Their little butts just conform to it or something.

They run from $30 to $40 bucks and I just don't think they're that awesome. So I went on craigslist and found one for $15. Score!

Fast forward to tonight.

I made my husband go pick up the bumbo because I had visions of being hit over the head and dragged into a dark alley if I went myself. Also because he had a meeting right after, so I figured he could just pick it up and go to the meeting. Easier, plus no me in a gutter anywhere. Win/Win!

So its after the pick up time and I haven't heard from him, I figure he's in his meeting but its a casual meeting so I text him to make sure he got out of the ghetto alright.


Send another text. Nothing.


Call again. Maybe four more times. STILL NO FREAKING ANSWER.

Send two more texts telling him if he could just text a letter or something so I know he's alive that would be good. Get nothing back.

Until at one point I FINALLY get a text back saying he's in his meeting. WHATEVER thats what the kidnappers WANT ME TO THINK!

He's home now so I know he's okay. Unless they brainwashed him and he's going to kill me in my sleep...?!

I know I have issues, a fear if you will, of dying in a horrible way. But hey, we got a bumbo out of it! So it all worked out in the end. Even if I won't be able to sleep tonight and my stomach's all in knots, its allllll good.

G'night, see ya tomorrow...I hope!


  1. This is hilarious, because I would have done the exact. same. thing. I freak out too much.

  2. Once, my husband went to the hospital to give a guy a blessing, and he said he would be home by 9pm -no later. By 9:30pm, I was on the local news websites looking for current accidents on the roads!!! When he waltzed in the door at 10pm, I was bawling my eyes out! I loved him and hated him at the same time! It was bad! lol. (Oh, I was totally pregnant and psycho at the time, but I know I would probably do that any other time, too!)

  3. I LOVE bimbo chairs! (And YES, I call them that too!)

    You're not the only psycho out there, I think that most of us that do not have INSTANT contact with our loved ones with cell phones expect the worst. Dang technology, it's spoiled us.

    Glad he's alive, that's 1 for you and zero for the kidnappers.

  4. Oh, my wife does that to me all the time. She never answers and by the time I get through to her, I am pissed and say, "Why the $#^% do we EVEN HAVE A CELL PHONE?!

    I think she may be having an affair with the zoo keeper.

  5. My imagination totally works the same way.

  6. I can totally relate. It's painful being us, isn't it?


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