This doesn’t really fall into the category of living with a boy but I would have to agree with Jonathan on his post about dogs. Living with my dog Presley isn’t easy. She is cooped up in a kennel all day and you have to put her on a leash and walk her outside to get her to take care of business. She jumps up on the bed and couch all the time hoping just maybe we’ll let her stay there a while. Even though she is a little crazy and neurotic at times, she’s still a good dog…she just needs a big backyard-or a backyard in general!
So living with a boy-like I said in the last post, I grew up with two brothers so living with a boy isn’t that different for me. I have forgotten some stuff since liing with them though. Why do guys feel the need to put everything in the dishwasher, I mean everything. And not only do they put it all in the dishwasher, they hardly rinse it off…thinking “the dishwasher will get all the junk off”….well, yes but only if you run it right then. If you put a plate with food stuck on it in the dishwasher on Monday, chances are that by wednesday when you finally run the dishwasher it won’t come off. Big pots and pans do not need to go into the dishwasher, you can hand wash them…a long with other things. I put few things in the washer and wash all the rest…ya it’s a little more work, but I don’t like going to get something you need to cook with and it’s sitting in the washer waiting to be washed. Just a little soap box of mine.
Another thing, growing up, I was always taught that whites are all washed together and darks are washed together, not whites and darks in one load. I’m sure Jonathan was raised this way too, but somewhere between living at home and now he has forgotten this…he looked at me like I was crazy because I only washed my whites in a load and not colors with it. “That’s how you keep your whites white–it’s called bleach.” I said. It’s just funny to see things and note the differences in how we do them. Granted there aren’t too many.

Well, Jonathan has started a new category called “living with a girl”. A friend of his stared one when she got married and we both liked the idea so we also started one. I grew up with 2 brothers so it’s not a big shock living with a boy…but it is different living with a boy that’s not your brother. The main thing I’ve learned over the last 8 days is….

*Boys can be clean but they still have a lot of clutter that goes everywhere. I like things clean and straightened…it doesn’t have to be perfect just not cluttered. As I sit here typing I’m looking at our table filled with junk….i can’t see the top of the table!

More to come later