I can honestly say today totally sucked. First I was awakened at 6:am by Jim saying the girls are up. I was hoping to sleep in a bit, since I put them to bed later last night. Didn't work out that way. I drink a half of pot of coffee this morning. The only thing it did for me was make me feel sick, due to it was so hot in here. I can't drink coffee when I am sweating like a roasting pig. As I look up at the thermometer I have hanging on my wall above my computer, it is reading 82 degree's in here. Ohhhhhhh, Jim honey, I need airconditioner's in windows please, lol. Speaking of Jim, he came home yesterday with his head looking like a tomato. I told him he shaves his head and when in sun he will burn, so should wear a hat. But did he listen? Nooooooooo, he didn't. Now he's Mr. Tomato head, lol. OK, so where was I? Oh yea, these 2 girls. Let's see what have they done today? Hmmm, let's say they flooded a huge spot on livingroom carpet. They come in carrying a huge bowl of water, trip and it spills all over. Ask them why they got a bowl the bowl of water? We want our teddy bears (small 4 inch) to go swimming. Stuffed bears, go swimming? Get towels, soaked up water, hung towels over shower rail to dry before putting in laundry basket to avoid mildew. Yell at girls again, Get into water again and it's corner for the both of you. We won't. Can we go in bedroom to play? Go!!!!!! After about 15 minutes, it was too quiet. I sneak into bedroom and what do I find? A big bowl of very soapy water and 2 evil little girls, pretending their angels, standing there with dripping wet bigger stuffed bears, saying they were stinky and needed a bath. Take what's left of soapy water in bowl, which wasn't much since bears soaked it all up, dump out bowl, and throw both soapy dripping wet bears right into trashcan. Both girls start yelling, noooooooo don't throw bears away. Grab wooden spoon, 2 girls run, it ends the yelling, put spoon back in holder. Get another towel from bathroom, soak up soapy water off bedroom floor, hang towel back up. I look down at bottom of bed on floor, and I see clean clothes from basket I have not put away yet on floor. Pick up clothes, and what do I find? Their soaking wet, with what else, but soapy water. Hang them up over stairway rail to dry, so can put in dirty laundry and avoid mildew again. Take bothgirls in livingroom, put on couch. Turn off cartoons and make them watch Walker, Texas Ranger. It was 9:am and it just came on. Yes, all the water mess was done before 9:am, grrrrrrr. So, while they watch tv, I fix them breakfast. Did they want cereal or toast? Nooooo, we want eggs, bacon, sausage, toast. Ok, get out electric griddle, faster to cook all that food on. Fix them nice breakfast, tell them be good and I make something special for lunch. Ok, we'll be good. LIARS!!!!!!!!! They trashed livingroom, while I was doing dishes, Marissa dropped Rebecca's toy stove on her foot and was screaming. She got made at Rebecca's toy and went into bedroom and ripped Rebecca's circus poster off wall, making Rebecca scream. Make both girls clean livingroom and sit on couch again. Walker marathon, wooohooooooo, they watched another hour of it on couch. Something special for lunch? Nope. Here's a hotdog on a bun with mustard and juice, eat it. But we want something special. And I want a clean house, so guess what? I don't get what I want, so you don't get what you want!!!!!!!! Your mean Mommom, I don't like you!!! Eat lunch, back up on couch, more Walker. No toys, no treats, no snacks, no coloring, no stuffed animals, just sit there, be quiet and enjoy Walker, heehee. I am so bad, lol. It is now 5:50pm and Dan's brother Bill just picked up Marissa and took her home, yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. Son of the Mask is on, and Rebecca is sitting on the couch all quiet watching it. I have a headache, sweating like a pig, my ankles and feet are swollen, which happens every year when hot weather rolls in, and I'm drinking a glass of iced tea. Jim just called. He's on his way home. I told him it's take out night. I refuse to cook tonight, it's just too hot. And I have a headache.
Ok so earlier today my daughter Emma calls me. Mom, I have to take Daniel to the pediatricians. He has little bubbles all over him and keeps saying Mommy, itchy, and he's scratching them. She calls a couple hours later. My grandson has CHICKEN POX. He got the chicken pox shot a while back, but can still get them, but not as bad. Which means the girls will probably get them, and guess what? I never had Chicken Pox. Oh boy, this is gonna be fun. So, I had to cancel the picnic with Jeanne tomorrow. We're planning another one, but I'll let her tell you about it. She came up with an awesome idea.
Well, Jim is home, so I will go now. Take care, keep cool.
Love to all.......................................