Hubby and I were in the kitchen getting drinks to go with our lunch today. Its the middle of the day...the landlord is obviously at work...so we're free to speak our minds, right?
For those of you who are new to my life, my apartment shares a wall with the landlord's crash pad (they don't live there but spend a lot of time there) and the walls are very thin. We can hear anything they say, so we assume they can hear anything we say too (I won't mention how when they are too noisy, we have a method of quieting them down by standing close to the wall and make we're-having-loud-sex noise and how funny we think that is).
I digress. Anyway, we've made more than one gaffe before by saying something we wouldn't want them to hear - like when we talk about what crappy landlords they are. Oops.
Today we were talking about our other neighbor, who has a studio apartment in front of our place. We were saying how's she's crazy (she really is!) and how we think she has a hidden peephole to watch us in the hallway. We got onto this topic because we checked the mail in the hallway and went inside. When we went back out less than 5 minutes later, all the mail was gone, including the mail that wasn't hers. She's weird about the mail like that...she has to be the first one to look at it. She's a strange bird.
As we're proclaiming how strange she is, we hear noise in the landlord's apartment. Oops again! I'm sure the landlord heard every word we said. When will we learn not to speak openly in our own apartment? *rolls eyes*
Hate. This. Apartment.
Ok, now to fun stuff. I discovered a new hilarious blog called Pulispher Predilections. The blog author, Kristina, is hilarious! Check it out.
Through her blog, I also learned about a give-away on the Halftime Lessons Blog. There are some awesome prizes that celebrate grassroot shopping.
It ends today, so run over and enter.