Sunday, February 19, 2006

if only Bicycle Repair Man were here

Well, Vacuum, Hair Dryer, Computer and Dishwasher Repair Man, actually, since those are all the things that have broken since Thursday. So that's where I've been - fixing stuff. The vacuum isn't really broken, it's just missing a small but important piece that must have fallen off somewhere and that I still haven't found. The hair dryer is toast, but since we have three of everything, we had a spare one. The other computer got hijacked by a bunch of nasty malware that needed removing and since I'm the only one who knows how to do that (sad, isn't it, since what I know about computers could fit onto the head of a pin) I was occupied for hours. The dishwasher stopped washing halfway through a cycle and left us with ucky dishes and a big puddle of greasy water inside it. The on/off switch had a meltdown and needs to be replaced, but amateur electrician Mr. M has fixed it for the time being because he can fix anything. Except computers.

Cleaning out Boy12's room on Thursday also kept me busy. We want to redecorate in there some time soon and I needed to get all the stuff out that he doesn't use any more. What better time than when he's not there to throw away useless crapola? And I'm not talking about stuff that he might still need, I mean all the little plastic gee gaws and doo dads and various flotsam and jetsam that just doesn't belong in there and that he never looks at. Last year we got him a bed with drawers underneath it and I was thrilled at the prospect of him not being able to shove extra junk under there any more. Little did I know that behind the drawers there is a big hollow space just right for collecting drawer overflow and the small debris that slips through the space between the bed and the wall. Oh the dust! And the old magazines (computer, not girlie, thank goodness)! and the Yu-gi-oh cards! And the the pencils, coins, little rubber balls, string, books, stray socks, long lost GameBoy games - the list is endless.

The boy in question arrived back Friday from his class trip safe and sound but a bit sore and very, very tired. So tired that he didn't even come with us to dinner at our friends' place Friday evening. He had a wonderful time in the mountains, ate good food, went skiing and ice skating and his team won third place in the snowman building contest (pictures sometime soon if the ones he took turn out). There was tons of snow and it was quite cold.

Before he left:
Me: Look, I got you some brand new snow pants! Aren't they nice?

Boy12: Nooooo, not snow pants! I'm not wearing those, look how fat they are! I'll look stupid. Herr M (his homeroom teacher) said we didn't need snow pants! You don't need to pack those.

Me: Herr M has been skiing exactly once in his life and is generally unreliable so you are taking your snow pants and I'd like you to wear them. There's going to be snow there, nothing but snow. More snow than you've ever seen before in one place. Get it? You need snow pants.

Boy12: OK, OK, you can pack them, but I won't wear them.

After he got back:
Me:Hi Sweetie, did you have a good time?

Boy 12 (in a very small voice): Yup. And I wore my snow pants every day. You were right, Mummy, as usual. *sigh*

He says that now, but will he still be saying it nine days from now when he turns 13?


At February 19, 2006 1:35 p.m., Blogger CanadianSwiss said...

I was thinking: Maybe you vacuumed up that little missing part? Hehe - and Boay 12 migh not verbally admit that you're right, but he'll sure know. ;-)

At February 19, 2006 2:29 p.m., Blogger Léons Life said...

not girlie - Not yet God forbid !!

At February 19, 2006 3:11 p.m., Blogger christina said...

canadianswiss - I probably did vacuum it up but I'm afraid to look. At least we have one of those bagless vacuums with a plastic filter thing so it's easier to find stuff. :-)

leon's life - I'm hoping it will stay that way for a long time but you never know!

At February 19, 2006 3:35 p.m., Blogger euro-trac said...

OMG... I'm dreading the day my oldest son turns 13! He's had an annoying teenage attitude since he was 2 already!
Good Luck!

At February 19, 2006 5:43 p.m., Anonymous mar said...

He might not tell you you are right in the next couple of years just because it is not "cool" to admit that, but then there comes the day when they tell you again and it is honey for the soul. It is easier with boys, that's what friends with teenage daughters/daughters and sons keep telling me, so I now simply believe it.
Hope you find the missing little piece...
Mr Mar hates computers because they don't work for him , they (plus accessoires like printers or electronic devices in general like a photocopier, a video cam) work against him, when he needs them they refuse to function properly. So I rely a lot on my 17-yr-old (Abi-Prüfungen update: German test tomorrow, Math on thu, English on fri.)
Hope you find the missing part of your vaccuum cleaner. When I was reading your post I thought well, no dishwasher is not as bad as no washing machine, until I got to the part with the big puddle of greasy water inside it... glad it is fixed now!

At February 19, 2006 6:38 p.m., Blogger Expat Traveler said...

Mom being right, imagine that! Wow 13 years old! I feel older every day knowing I haven't even starting thinking about a family yet!

At February 19, 2006 7:24 p.m., Blogger Nyana said...

Why do things break down at once? Is there a silent Electronic Equipment Treaty whereby all electronic/mechanical devices are obligated to break down at a given time to drain you? Seems that way.
How lucky for Boy12(13) to have a mom who "knows" everything. At that age you don't realize that some parents are not responsible enough to think ahead for their kids. Oh the joys of being a kid, being a parent and being a Repairman!

At February 19, 2006 10:18 p.m., Blogger Orange-X said...

Poor Christina, everything breaking down at the same time? What a nightmare! As far as Boy12 is concerned, don't worry, he'll find out over and over again "that mummy is right". Strange enough we all go through the phases of "knowing btter". Once we've grown up we look back and realise that "mummy" wasn't such a pushy person at all. We just "forgot" to appreciate her caring...

At February 19, 2006 10:54 p.m., Blogger christina said...

euro-trac - I know what you mean - our little guy is actually the one with the teen attitude at the moment and he's not even 10.

Mar - I've heard that too, that boys are easier. But they didn't have to raise my two younger brothers - I was a dream compared to those two. :-) Good luck to your son on the rest of his exams!

Expat - I really don't know where the time goes. He was just a little boy yesterday. :-)

Nyana - I don't know, but in our house everything always breaks at the same time. And I think kids secretely like knowing that their parents are in control of things, they just don't want to admit it. :-)

orange-x - What, me pushy? :-) I think he does appreciate it because he keeps asking me if Ill come over and fluff up his pillow when he's 40!

At February 19, 2006 11:26 p.m., Blogger Lisa said...

He'll be saying it for the rest of his life! You need to get a head start practicing your smug smile for when the grandchildren are born. :) So glad to hear your boy arrived home safe and sound.

At February 20, 2006 12:17 a.m., Blogger Dixie said...

This is twice now that he's admitted that he should have listened to you the first time around!

Glad he had a fun time on his trip.

At February 20, 2006 12:49 a.m., Blogger Cathy said...

Gotta love a boy who admits his Mutti is right...I would have insisted on the snowpants as well.

And my, you've had a lot broken these past few days? What's up with that???

At February 20, 2006 1:20 a.m., Blogger Mr. Fabulous said...

Oh, the girlie mags can't be far behind. I understand there is some very interesting porn over there...

At February 20, 2006 7:18 a.m., Blogger Karen said...

Sounds like you've got the invisible gremlins at your house with everything breaking at once. Good thing that you don't have "zwei linke Hände"!

At February 20, 2006 4:37 p.m., Blogger Ginnie said...

A TEENAGER is coming! HELP! But quite honestly, I did much better with our boy than our girl, but I guess you won't have the comparison. Ha, each stage has it's own challenge, doesn't it!

I could have given you our Hannover dishwasher since I have never used it. Not enough dishes to fill it up so I always wash them by hand. Sigh. Hope your "fairies" have come by now and waved their magic wands.


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