partners in crime til the hilarious end.

the jew and i haven't spent more than 15 minutes in the same room/house together in almost a month. which is why this blog hasn't had any entries in about as long. however, today the jew came home early from work and we have managed to have a months worth of entries happen in about an hours time:

(sound of the vacuum)
jew: "oh. that wasn't supposed to go in there."
gypsy: "what did you do? and what's that burning smell?"
jew: "i sucked up my warm fuzzy."
gypsy: "your what?"
jew: "my warm fuzzy. the purple thing that sits on my night stand?"
gypsy: "i don't spend a lot of time looking around your room."
jew: "my warm fuzzy is now in the vacuum and won't come out."

of course i somehow get sucked into helping the warm fuzzy escape from its (his? her?) impending doom amongst the swirl of dust and tucker fur. first we start with trying to remove the end of the hose that the warm fuzzy is stuck closest to. no avail. then we try a coat hanger down the tube to unlodge the thing. no go. i begin to remove the screws that hold the hose into the vacuum. the jew says she doesn't understand what that's going to do. watch and be amazed, jew!

i go get the broom and shove it down the flex end of the tube.

gypsy: "it's like trying to get a mouse through a python."
jew: "yeah..."

a few pushes and out pops the little purple warm fuzzy.

gypsy: "wait! that's what i've just spent 15 minutes of my life trying to rescue? you do realize this is just a catnip toy, right?"
jew: "it's my warm fuzzy..."
gypsy: "well if it's important to you..."
jew: "i firmly await the blog entry on this one."
gypsy: "this is another situation where i'm glad [the ruskie] is not around to witness this."