TGTWIFO!!!!
Thank Goodness The Week Is Finally OVER!!!!
This week has been a week of madness in Casa Blass. Mostly good stuff, just very busy. Lots of work projects, personal projects, dinners, meet-ups and unfortunate sleep disturbances. Here are some bullets to tide us over until Monday:
A couple weeks ago, though, Upstairs Neighbor got the idea that having you-know-what was a good idea at one o’clock in the morning. The you-know-what, involving a squeaking bed, a banging headboard and a very, very vocal young woman, woke me up. I was so disturbed that I wrote a nice note, left it at their doorstep and knocked very loudly, letting them know they woke me up. Since then, I hadn’t heard anything aside from the occasional footsteps. I thought I was safe. I was wrong.
Last night, having a conversation with Erik about Upstairs Neighbor and the you-know-what, I realized I had probably jinxed myself. I was right. At 4:30 a.m., my Upstairs Neighbor and his girlfriend woke me up yet again. I wrote another note, banged a little harder, and went back to bed. But I didn’t stop there. The next morning, after I got dressed, brushed my teeth and put on my make-up, I went upstairs and knocked on their door once again. It took a few tries, but Upstairs Neighbor finally opened the door. He knew immediately who I was, and without going into details, he was very apologetic about the whole thing, saying they thought they were quieter this time. Neverminding the fact it was four-thirty in the morning, I told him that no, in fact, it wasn’t quieter and that their mattress is a lot squeakier than they think.
Hopefully by showing up on his doorstep I have sufficiently embarrassed him into you-know-what silence, at least during the middle of the night. I appreciate you-know-what instincts as much as the next red-blooded human, but seriously man. Get a grip! Believe you me, he’ll be getting notes and morning visits from me until he knocks that crap off.
Hope everyone has a marvelous weekend!





Oh my word! I dunno what I would do about a loud neighbor. I think you handled it well, but geez. I’d be so embarrassed if everyone could hear me doing you-know-what so loudly.
You have the not-so-discreet upstairs neighbor. Kerri has Shoes.
Ahh, gotta love neighbors.
Ian and I really enjoyed dinner on Monday, so thanks for taking us there. With all that has happened this week, it already feels like a lifetime ago! When I saw you on Monday I also didn’t know I’d be engaged the following day! Sooooo exciting, I still cannot stop grinning!