We just bought a stroller for our baby who is on the way in a few months, and now we’re looking for a car seat. Our stroller is not made for babies under 6 months, so we bought an adapter that will allow us to hook in a car seat to it.
Our adapter says it is compatible with "nearly all infant car seats." Now, though, how do you know which car seats will be compatible with our adapter, and which will not?
Thanks!
We just moved into a house and it’s perfect… except our furniture doesnt fit… in fact, we have no idea what to buy even, because, well, look at it! It’s so COMPLICATED! 
There’s a floor heater that seemed charming before but is just ridiculous
The doorways are awkwardly placed for the size of the room
The windows swing INTO the room, making seating arrangements difficult to conjure up
-We thought we found the perfect sectional today to solve all of our problems but it would block the window if we installed it, see, they are only 31" off of the floor.,,
The house is a CA bungalow, so it was made in the 20′s/30′s before TVs… making a seating arrangement around a TV even more difficult…
I don’t know what else to tell you… all I know is that we are at our wits end. Help us!
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Ok so i have heard a lot of quetions asking" I need a cleaning routine can you make me one…" or " I need answers on how to clean…." So i have done a bunt of research and so here is my knowlede of cleaning!!! lol Hope you like it.
First lets start off with a normal daily routine:
Cleaning daily
Monday:
1.Laundry – wash all whites(oncluding all linens) (not enough for the week wait till next week)
2.Cleaning – Bedroom
•Clean closet as well
•Clean mattress
•Clean all clutter and mess
•Vacuum everything
•Dust and wipe down everything with a rag
Tuesday:
1.Laundry – wash all lightly colored clothes(not enough for the week wait till next week)
2.Cleaning – Living room
•Clean up clutter
•Clean the desk and vacuum everything
•Dust and clean ceiling fan if possible
•Wipe everything down with a wet rag
Wednesday:
1.Laundry – wash all darks and jeans
2.Cleaning – Bathroom
•Clean everything on counter
•Clean toilet
•Clean counter and sink and sink faucet
•Clean mirror
•Scrub down the shower
•Vacuum and spot mop\
Thursday:
1.Laundry – Towels(not white) and blankets(not enough for this week then save it for the next)
2.Cleaning – Kitchen
•Clean away all clutter
•Do all dishes
•Clean sink and faucet
•Clean counters and appliances( including the stove microwave and fridge)
•Vacuum or sweep the floors
•Spot mop the floors
Friday:
1.Laundry – Colors
2.Cleaning – Dining Room
•Clean all clutter
•Clean table and vacuum chairs
Saturday And Sunday: No laundry and clean up as you go( relax…you deserve it!!!!)
Now here is a cleaning process that is thourough and hard so you might want to do it all on a weekend or somthing like that. Also this does not need to be done once a week…this can be done once a month or even every other month.
Bedroom
•Dust walls and clean them and switch plates( sponge with a soapy water mixtue….just use hot water and dawn)
•Organize closet
•Clean all doors and doorknobs(disinfect)( wet soapy rag to clean)
•Clean light fixture( wet rag…turn off fixture first and take out light bulbs)
•Vacuum and edge room with vacuum( go in two directions to ensure it’s clean)
•Baseboards( sponge with a water and vinegar mixture)
•Clean all bed linens
•Vacuum bed and underneath bed…also refreshe the matterese with frebreeze and flip it)
Windows
oTracks
oSills > do all of these a soapy water and sponge)
oBlinds
Bathroom
•Clean tub, shower, shower curtain, grout in shower, and shower head and everything is disinfected(vinegar mixtue and scrubbing sponge)
•Clean everything on the counter( glass cleaner or all purpose clening with bleach in it…but dont use one with bleach if you dont have white counters)
•Clean the counter, sink, and sink faucet and disinfect(Glass cleaner)
•Clean toilet, tank, bowl, seat, and toilet paper holder and disinfect
•Clean mirror( rubbing alchol is great for hairspray!!!)
•Clean trash can and disinfect
•Clean light fixture
•Clean walls and doors and switch plates( damp sponge)
•Clean baseboards and grout
•Vacuum and edge
•Clean floors( soapy water)
•Clean the cabinets
•Rugs and mats are washed
•Disinfect doorknobs
•Towels changed (once a week)
Laundry room
•Wipe down washer and around the bottom rim
•Wipe down dryer and around the bottom rim
•Clean shelves
•Vacuum what you can
•Clean the baseboards that you can
•Clean walls
•Organize things on shelves
•Disinfect doorknobs
Office
•Clean off desk
•Wipe down everything
Living room:
•Dust an clean walls and switch plates
•Light fixtures
•Heater vents and air vents
•Vacuum and edge walls with vacuum
•Base boards
•Vacuum all furniture(in-between cushions and all)( also behind and underneath
•Clean window sills
•Disinfect doorknobs and phones
Windows
oTracks
oSills
oBlinds
Dining room
•Dust and clean walls
•Light fixtures
•Heater vents and air vents
•Vacuum and edge wall with vacuum
•Baseboards
•Vacuum chairs
Entry way:
•Front door(inside and out)
•Floors(clean carpet for dirt)
Kitchen
•Clean stove top, drip drains, under burners, and control knobs
•Oven racks, and all in oven
•Clean dishwasher in am out
•Clean microwave in and out
•Clean out fridge and freezer
•Clean fridge and freezer inside and out
•Clean Cabinets(inside and out)drawers and handles(inside and out)
•Countertops until the shine
•Floors and grout
•Baseboards
•Walls and switch plates
•Sink and disposal(clean when dishwasher is running…just turn it on) and disinfect
•Trash can in and out
•Light fixture
•Appliances should be picked up and cleaned around then clean the appliances
•Disinfect doorknobs
Now you can add on or take away what every you need. This is just the base for your home. Hope you enjoy
i just realized i misspelled thorough…sorry…i bet you there are other mistakes….just overlook them….i type fast and dont really check to see if i typed them right…so…yea….=)
Yep i do those too…sorry i forgot to add them…lol….But i dont have time to do them more than once a week…So if you can do it more than once a week…you lucky!!!!!!! I wish i could….Oh also if you have any recomendations or websites PLEASE POST THEM!!!!!!! I WOULD LOVE TO LEARN MORE!!!!!!
thnx!!!!!
up stairs and I just would like to know what kind of fuel does it run off of. the lady said," who are you anyways" wow!! couldn’t believe it! after what had just happened to me my girlfriend an most importantly of all my newborn with her lil fresh lungs! I then showed her my wrist band and stated that I was the father of the baby that they had smoked out of one of their rooms upstairs due to testing of the generators, and all I want from you is the what kind of fuel lady! I’m gtting a lil more an more upset as time goes on. but, still not going out of control and holding my composure. she says," I don’t know" so i said" well, you better find out!" so she called another nurse of some kind to come down and i asked her same question I have been asking since I ran out of the room at 1:35 @ this point it’s around 2:00 am so it’s about 25 min’s after we were smoked out of the room and my girlfriend me and or our baby still have not recieved any type of medical attention that I have been demanding and feel we all need. so, I stopped asking for help/medical attention @ this point because, I knew that I was not going to recieve it for them. so, finally I got the info on what the generators were run on. and it was my worst fear! "DIESEL FUEL" and all I kept saying the whole time after I realized we were subjected to such toxic fumes before i went downstairs is I hope and it better not be DIESEL and sure enough, it was. so, GREAT THE ONE THING I DID NOT WANT TO HEAR!! now I’m kinda in a bit of shock and still in discomfort because I know how deadly diesel fumes are especially a high level of it, and especially for a newborn baby that was in it for over 30 min’s so, I can only imagine what my baby had gone through. @ this point I demand them to write up a report on this, and I went back up to check on my family because I knew they weren’t gonna do it for me. as I seen that whole night:( so I hurried up there and got to that new room they put up in and the heater was about to fall off the was and shock someone the clock didn’t work so, how do you feed a baby every 3 hrs? thank goodness for cell phones:) and the toilet I seen the next morning had blood on the top of the seat and a large bead running down the outside middle of the bowl. I took a photo of that on my phone. I feel so neglected that we did not recieve or get offered any care what so ever after a bad situation like this. it took me going downstairs and putting up a lil fuss just to get my baby’s heat beat checked they did a quick check on that and pretty that’s about it! I believe because me and my girlfriend look so young that is why I cry’s for help went unheard! I felt like an old man in a nursing home that ask for help and they just walk right by. I too care of my me and her took care of my grandma and everytime we went to a hospital we got the lil kid treatment. to the point I had to call my aunts in just to be heard! I feel like this now. I don’t really know what I should do about this I honestly believe I should sue them over this because it’s had been less than 2 days since it happened and still my baby has not been checked no blood work done nothing! please if you have any ideas on what I should do it would be most appreciated:) thank you for your time and sorry for long sad story:( yes
the baby is still alive at home now. but, the damage has already beed done if you know anything about diesel exhaust which I do it is one of the worst things a human can breathe known to man! in under 30 it will cause 1. degrade the immune system 2. induce allergic reactions 3. neurotoxins that cause brain damage and attacks the spinal cord&nerves 4. premature death "more a year that drunk drivers &homicides a year" 5 alter the brain and activity within 30 mins 6. clogs coronary arteries that supplys the muscles of the heart 7.high risk for cancer, bronchitis, allergies, asthma, respritory problems and even lung disease 8. PM10 way too much to list but it is very bad for all humans especially a newborn what would you do in a situation like this? what should I do I need help please? thanks,
Okay let me tell you about our life.
im 19, my husband is 25.
we got married oct 17 2008
we have a 4 month old daughter.
i got him a job doing roofs cz he didn’t have one and we were living with my mom
now he just opened his own company
im a stay at home mom
his friend that moved here from Pennsylvania hes 22 and works for cody
hes also our roommate
and Cody’s "slave" we call him
okay so this morning, i needed gas in my jeep because i was going to go walk with my grandma 30 miles away from where i live, okay he bitched about how i always ask him to do things for me this morning, and he asked his friend to go get me the money from his bank.. his friend (our slave) said "okay should i go get some gas?" and i said "yes that would be great" but cody said "NO WE HAVE TO LEAVE I DON’T WANT TO BE HERE ALL DAY WE GOT TO WORK" so he said "fine" and left… All cody does all day is sit in his truck and drop our slave off at a neighborhood while he knocks doors and gets cody to come up there and sells roofs, so really he could wait an extra 10 min its not like he has to be there at a certain time… so anyways slave left and got me money and i simply stated the fact how hard it is paying for gas with a 4 month old.. you’d have to take her out go pay then u know the whole car seat thing and how it would be awesome if slave got me gas to… so cody yelled at me and made a huge deal on how im annoying and how i don’t have what it takes to be with him and how im not a woman, then he looked at my 4 month old daughter and told her "mommy is childish" and how i never do anything on my own? blah blah blah how im not good enough for him.. and how i better shut the F up b4 i get hurt…. i never once cussed at him during this "argument" never raised my voice… never once…
he thinks i like owe him something? im a woman and how im supposed to cater to him and pick up after him and cook dinner grocery shop take care of our daughter with no help because he brings home the money and recently he just told me i needed to do all that and go to work and he doesn’t want to help pay for child care…
& also the other day i had went to ross cz our baby needed some clothes cz all hers doesn’t fit her anymore. and i accidentally went .96 over and made us "in the negative" so i called him and apologized and he just screamed at me in front of his friend on how im immature and childish and he cant believe i had done this and how hes going to rip my debit card up in a million… then i called the bank.. come to find out we were already in the negative because HE bought gas, food..etc for him and his friend while at work.. so it wasn’t even my fault.. then he covered it up by "well i didn’t do that knowingly, and you did so your immature and irresponsible?"
I don’t know what to do i really have no family and no where to go if i were to leave him he has me convinced that maybe this is all me? and im the one with the nagging problem? i mean i know i am a little Nagy but we live with his mother, sister, me, daughter, him, and his friend.. in a 2 bedroom apartment… because he wanted me to live there cz we thought he was getting deployed… but were about to move into an apartment with me him and his friend
is it wrong for me to want attention? and space away from his friend that’s ALWAYS there and wont leave me alone? is it gay of them to always be up each others butt? like this morning i walk in my room and Cody’s in the shower, i see his friend trying to break in.. and i ask him what the hell hes doing ?? and he says "i need q tips" and runs away fast??? isn’t that a little weird?
yes i do complain about not getting any sex, i have to BEG for it.
You want to read? Only the first chapter as a teaser. I hope you like it. I do want some good critisism, if that’s possible. Here you are. The first chapter of "I’m The Undead".
Prologue
Maybe it was because I was stupidly looking for a shoulder to rest on. Perhaps it started out as a friendly, sunny day, in a creepy, dusty classroom. But I think, if I’m not mistaken, that it must have started with my pet hamster. Now, you may be wondering what I’m talking about. What in the hell could a pet hamster do that was so horrible? First of all, it wasn’t really the hamster’s fault. Second of all, it was inevitable that I was going to make some psychotic enemies. And third of all, the only way to figure out how this happened, how I died, is to listen to the story and try to keep a straight face. No joke, because this really happened…
PART ONE
Chapter 1
“B-b-b-b-bad to the bone…” the radio stuttered to a halt at my favorite part of the song. I hit the dashboard with my fist and it started to smoke. My mom gave me a warning look. I shrugged with an angelic smile but as she turned the steering wheel to the left, I managed to tug off my shoe and give it a few hard slaps. Bam bam BOOM! It began to play.
She snatched my shoe away from me and threw it back into my lap. She gave me another warning look and turned back to the steering wheel. At least the radio was back on. The song had already ended, though, and a sappy love song was playing. I sighed and turned the cursed radio off. Mom gave me a pity-filled smile and patted my knee.
“You’ll be fine, Jakkalen. This is the best school around.” I gave a harrumph and turned to look out the window. This was the only school around. How could such a small town have such fancy buildings and no schools? How could we get the “best” school and house (in my opinion) in town?
I looked out the windshield again and held my breath. Maybe she wouldn’t notice? A tiny school was partly hidden behind some pine trees. It was brown and green and I probably wouldn’t have seen it except that I picked up the silhouettes of people scrambling over logs and chasing each other.
Mom turned her right blinker on and swerved the old red Toyota pick-up truck down the pine needle path. I groaned. Of course I couldn’t be that lucky. She had just as good eyesight as I did. I made goo-goo eyes at her.
“Please! Stop before it’s too late. Take me back to Maryland!” She shook her head with a small smile and I sank down into the seat. She came to a halt right in front of the school. I slid out. It was an old building. Brown roofing partly covered with tree bark and pine cones and…squirrels? A little black squirrel stared at me with interest. I quickly looked down. Who knows? It might have rabies.
The siding was a dark green speckled with light that filtered weakly through the trees. Logs were scattered all around which boys and girls my age were climbing over and exploring. They didn’t even look up.
I walked slowly to the front door of the high school and was amazed at how big it actually was. There were probably 5 stories and probably a small number of giant rooms. I stood in the doorway studying the hall. Wooden flooring and a chandelier seemed to be the only thing remotely similar to furnishings. But there was a staircase to the left that probably led to more schoolrooms and there were three doors. One door was in the wall to the left by the staircase, another one in front of me, and one to my right. Oh yippee, more classrooms.
I turned to leave and jumped. Everyone was staring at me. They had stopped their games and sat precariously on their logs to study me. Somehow, Mom had slipped away unnoticed. Their staring made me self-conscious. I had on a pair of generic blue jeans that flared out. I had brown sandals with beads and lots of braiding. My shirt was an indigo one with cookie monster on it saying “C is for Cookie.” I turned pink. Maybe it would have been better to go to school naked rather than wear this shirt. Didn’t they know it was rude to stare?
A blonde girl smirked and her three brunettes frowned at me. The boys had covered their mouths and had a coughing fit where they exchanged teary-eyed glances. I knew they were laughing. A girl with dark brown hair that curled around her shoulders looked at me with a twinkle in her hazel green eyes. Another girl sat on a log with straight black hair and black eyes circled in a thin coat of eyeliner. She laughed outright. Not afraid to stand out, huh? I think I might like her.
I cleared my throat. Man, when would the teachers come? And speak of the devil, a small Prius slid to a smooth halt. More cars began to arrive before the first car could unload. The girl with curly hair called out to me urgently.
“Hey you! Girl! Get over here before you get into trouble!” I smiled in relief. I took three long strides and ended up by her and the blonde prissy pants. I already didn’t like her.
A tall muscular man st
Dang. It stopped half way through the chapter. I’ll put the rest up when someone asks me to. Come on! Ask me!
I’m putting more up now. I’m sorry. I don’t think I’m ready to email anyone the story yet. But you can read the things I’ve already edited and deem acceptable for public.
WORD TO ALL WHO ARE INTERESTED. I’ve JUST OPENED A BLOGGER ACCOUNT UNDER THE NAME SOLO_GRL. COME CHECK ME OUT! I’LL GET SOMETHING POSTED! (caps are intentional.)
okay 3 years ago my dad bought a car for my sister. everything was fine till 2 years ago when my sister crash. (the reason they crash is because her ex boyfriend hit her and then pulled her hair all the way down the the seat) imagine driving around 60-70 MPH she lost control and crash the car flip a couple of times, she was pregnant fortunately the baby came out just perfect thanks to god. the guy was drunk. he did not had the seat belt on so he flew out the car through the window he he turned out fine. the police arrested him because he said he was the one driving and he was drunk. but my sister was so he was taking the fault for the accident. later my sister talk and said she was driving.
so they let him out but the police never knew that he hit her when driving. because my sister loved him so she didn’t said nothing either. the insurance gave 10k to the guy for the hospital and stuff. my sister since she was pregnant the baby covered her. but they still had to pay the car there were like 6k left by "k" i mean thousand. but the car was still under my dad’s name. they got separate. so there was a deal between my dad and him. by word. since it was hes fault he was gonna keep paying for the car. he pay a couple of months but then he stop paying it. but my did didn’t know. so now a letter came home saying my dad is in collection. my sister and her ex. are both illegal immigrants… what happens is that my dad doesn’t like the idea of being i collection. what could happen if my dad talks and say’s the truth? that the ex. hit her wile she was driving and was drunk and that with the 10 thousand dollars he bought a new truck for him self and didn’t used it for the hospital. and hes living the life to the fullest and my dad in a hole. for the collection.??? if my dad talks could they do anything at all ? and have Police ICE involved? even though they have nothing to do in this? or what could happen?
okay 3 years ago my dad bought a car for my sister. everything was fine till 2 years ago when my sister crash. (the reason they crash is because her ex boyfriend hit her and then pulled her hair all the way down the the seat) imagine driving around 60-70 MPH she lost control and crash the car flip a couple of times, she was pregnant fortunately the baby came out just perfect thanks to god. the guy was drunk. he did not had the seat belt on so he flew out the car through the window he he turned out fine. the police arrested him because he said he was the one driving and he was drunk. but my sister was so he was taking the fault for the accident. later my sister talk and said she was driving.
so they let him out but the police never knew that he hit her when driving. because my sister loved him so she didn’t said nothing either. the insurance gave 10k to the guy for the hospital and stuff. my sister since she was pregnant the baby covered her. but they still had to pay the car there were like 6k left by "k" i mean thousand. but the car was still under my dad’s name. they got separate. so there was a deal between my dad and him. by word. since it was hes fault he was gonna keep paying for the car. he pay a couple of months but then he stop paying it. but my did didn’t know. so now a letter came home saying my dad is in collection. my sister and her ex. are both illegal immigrants… what happens is that my dad doesn’t like the idea of being i collection. what could happen if my dad talks and say’s the truth? that the ex. hit her wile she was driving and was drunk and that with the 10 thousand dollars he bought a new truck for him self and didn’t used it for the hospital. and hes living the life to the fullest and my dad in a hole. for the collection.??? if my dad talks could they do anything at all ? and have Police ICE involved? even though they have nothing to do in this? or what could happen?
My activities ( in the train #2)
10. The conductor informs the names of stations by the car-broadcasting every time it arrives at the stations.
11. The railways is most convenient way of travel in the erea of major cities since they are punctual.
12. The train has the air-conditioners in its ceiling and the heaters under its seats.
13. The train uses fluorescent for the lights in the car.
14. Many kinds of poster for advertisements are hanged from the ceiling and pin-upped on the wall.
15. The seats confront on left and right.
16. The trains don’t have any toilet.
17. The railroad network covers all over Tokyo so we don’t need any car.
"VIA" oh my new ward! It is Latin! Can I use it?
Thanks all! It is not home work but for my tutoring as teaching material. my tutor asks me many questions through the writing. It is my idea.
i made a mistake again. wOrd.
The seats are located both sides by one line. We Japanese call the type of the seat fomation ‘face to face type’. Then I used ‘confront’. hm,difficult…..
We were in some school parking lot, my friends & I, surrounded by trucks (ONLY) and kids. And then others were there, and one weird man. My love (Almost boyfriend, I guess. We’ve liked each other for 4 years, but I don’t know for sure if he likes me. I’m not superficial & all, "OMG, he likes me!" and then gonna break up with him – I actually love him. I’m not in callege yet, or near it, but older than 10, ofcourse. Old enough to love.) & I were talking, everyone was saying they like each other kiddingly, and laughing. Then he stood up and got most everyone’s attention, and told me he loves me. He really, really, REALLY loves me. I smiled. He had also been handing me money, I think. (Probably inspired by my loss of my gift card for iTunes. RIP! I lost it and was looking for it right before bed.) I told him the same thing. Then, it started to rain. People ran away to cover. I stayed for a few seconds, for I was dry. I was always dry, through the whole dream. We were staring at each other, smiling, in the light, calm rain. Then I ran away, inside the nearest building. I ran up stairs to the highest level until I was in a room. A room of my imagination. It had doll houses, and was like a little girl’s dream play room, but messy – scattered dress up clothes, a small table & chair set, and dolls all over. I ran and sat down, taking a look at the window into a village (It was like, jibbrish, but on the window in blue marker ink, it said something like, "Giyah Ijjab" or something, people lived hidden in the forests – not in houses, but there. Like in an indian tribe-way. My friend told me that E-Mails in my name had been sent there, and they were threats. I didn’t do it, and told her so too. So I wanted to avoid that place at all cause. Anyway. I ran and sat down, avoiding the window & very appealing window seat. (I can’t resist sitting at one.) I sat there, with my legs tucked into my arms, against my chest. So then, in a little, my friend came in, happy. And left. Then my other friend came in and she could barely get in the door, and she was wearing all black, but she looked like my other friend, and they’re different. So she tried to get into the room, which I noticed was pink with tutus around it. She tried to get into the room, but the French doors were locked. She was smiling before – and then she frowned. I just looked up. Then she stopped struggling, and the door opened.
Then I woke up.
Any meaning/significance? Please! I’ll answer any questions about it!
