I've always had problems with vacuums. I'm certain my three dogs and now two cats have nothing to do with it ... you know ... from all the hair they shed or tree bits they carry inside on their paws. Or the fact that I vacuum every other day.But 6 vacuums in 4 years? Seriously?!?I've purchased the cheap ones, the better than average ones, and the I-shoulda-bought-a-new-car-expensive-ones. I've broke them all. They all died the same way. They stopped sucking, unlike my gay neighbor.Last night I broke the vacuum that lasted almost a year. I am heart broken. I was certain we would make it another year, but she was tired of sucking, and I don't suck ... I lick.Hottie and I went shopping for a new vacuum. We came home with a sewing machine. And a new vacuum. It's still unclear who will be the one learning to sew, but a pile of 32-34 jeans sit waiting to be hemmed into a 32-30. Hottie is a short lil shit ... skinny too ... the bitch.Have a great weekend everyone! Hottie and I are attending our first motorcycle charity ride of the season. Pictures to come on Monday.
