A little slicing and dicing:

Hallie's Masterpiece:

It only happens to me. And honestly it happens too often. I go searching in the fridge for items and I end up squatting to see in the wee back. The problem is coming back up. By that point the door is resting against my back. I get up and bam all the bottles on the shelf on the door fall out. I did it again. I make the bar to the shelf fall off by my ghetto booty. The shelf is made to be easily taken out. In my opinion, way too easy. Tonight, without fail, I did it again. This time my toes didn't fare well. I think about 3 bottles (mainly full) fell on my toes. The one toe is now red and swollen. I got the packing tape and tried to tape it so it will never fall again. Given tape doesn't stick to cold things and I would consider the fridge cold. So I am destined to injure myself again and go on a search for all the bottles I knocked out.

After I laughed at Kim (see previous entry), Jon came into the room. I see a spider out of the corner of my eye. It is climbing toward the slanted tall ceiling. I know I can't ask Jon to remove it from the house b/c it is way too high up. Jon comments how the spider must think he is in the desert because it is surrounded by white surfaces. The spider is moving along at a really fast speed and fell. I gasped! We see it hit the window woodwork about 2 feet or so from the spider's original location. He isn't moving. We thought it was a suicide. Jon goes over to find out the status on the spider and it moves when he taps on the wood. He decides to move but not climbing up anymore. He moves along the wood until he can't anymore. Jon figures he is now tethered by part of his web. The nice spider wanted to join us near the floor. Jon decided that it was time for him to go outside. So he went to move him and he jumps again about 5 feet. And poof he is gone.

Then we were bored again.