Speaking of phishing, apparently multiple regime members have been phished already.

Top. Men.

Yeah. I need to get the kids doing more on the chore front. The chore board seemed to help some this weekend.

I just finished up with chores for today not too long ago.

Well, I probably should clean up in the kitchen, but I'm feeling too tired. Started getting it while cooking dinner but the noise irritated my wife so I quit cleaning.

Started getting it while cooking dinner but the noise irritated my wife so I quit cleaning.

So, because she was irritated by the noise, she's going to do the cleaning later, right?

So, because she was irritated by the noise, she's going to do the cleaning later, right?

Wrod.

There were three of us and we ate downstairs in the family room, so everything and to be carried up or down on a big tray. One set the table, one cleared and one rinsed the dishes, loaded the dishwasher and wiped the counters. This started when we were preteens. We all had to make our beds and keep our rooms somewhat clean. Had to put our laundry away, as well. The rest of the housecleaning was my mom, though.

Growing up we did all our laundry starting in 5th or 6th grade and we were on our own for dinner Sunday night starting about that same time. We swapped the following chores each week:

Set 1: vacuum living room, hall , and den. Dust living room and den. Set 2: clean our bathroom and wash towels and sheets.

We had to fold laundry, iron my dad's clothes, wash dishes, wash cars, clean our rooms, take out trash, burn the trash, water and weed the garden, water trees down our country driveway (think 4-5 houses linked together) as told.

Feeding the animals switched off daily or weekly. When we had chickens we both had to feed and clean the chicken house daily.

My brother mowed which was completely unfair as he had allergies.

Starting in first or second grade, I starting taking my turn along with my sibs at setting and clearing the table. I remember folding clothes as being more fun than chore because "Oooh, warm laundry!" However, putting my own pile of folded clothes away seemed like torture to me. Starting in fifth grade, I learned to use the washer and was responsible for my own laundry. That summer or the next, I learned how to operate the lawn mower and took turns with one brother mowing ours and the next door neighbor's lawn; no more allowance after that, neighbor paid us $4-5 for the job. When my sister got married and had my oldest nephew, for a while she brought her laundry to the house and paid me to wash it for her. Privileges such as staying up late to watch a tv show could be earned by vacuuming the living room, although at a certain point around sixth grade my mom decided that since I was waking her and my older brother up and making their lunches along with my own, I could more or less set my own bedtime.

Let's see...there were three of us also. For a while, mom tried to enforce a whole thing with dusting/vacuuming/cleaning the bathroom once a week? I don't remember that happening all the time though. We did have a nightly one person cleared the table, one wiped it down, one swept the kitchen. And my job starting in 8th grade or so was to do the dishes (we had a dishwasher, but I had to do the pots and pans). I got extra allowance for that. My sister took it over when I went to college (she was entering 9th grade) but not sure how they did with my brother--it was pretty gendered so he might've gotten to take the trash out instead. We also had to mow the lawn, but got paid extra based on whether we did the side yard (small), front yard (medium) or back yard (big). None of us wanted to do it though, even for extra cash. And we did our own laundry--I think I started sometime in middle school. But we were awful about our rooms being clean--occasionally mom would get fed up and insist, for my sister she even said "if you don't clean it I will, and I"ll charge you by the hour" (and did! and put the stuff in trash bags and either got rid of it, or charged my sister to get it back!)

From first grade through leaving home, each weekend I vacuumed the house and my brother cleaned the bathrooms to earn our lunch money. We also had to keep our rooms clean and had turns at setting/clearing the table, washing dishes, bathing the dog, washing cars and ironing. In our teen years we did some occasional cooking.

What is the name of the serpent that eats its own tail?

I think that was Bannon.

snerk

I was visiting with family last week into the weekend, so instead of watching congress Thursday night, we were having a random and strangely in-depth conversation about schwa. At the end of the conversation I invoked #schwa and my nephew said that the # should be replaced by Ç.

Other weekend conversations involved tetrachromacy and synesthesia.