Monday, February 15, 2010

Holy mother of everything good Please help!!! I love my family more than anything in the world and would do anything for each one of them but For the sake of my well being and the well being of those around me you have got to stop with the snow days and random holidays in a row. I have had the kids and husband all up in my grill since Thursday and not to mention I just got back from a lovely family vacation on Wednesday. Honestly my sanity is at risk. I have 900 things to do and can't seem to get any of them done.
I can't keep this house clean with 3 people that have no concept as to how to clean up after themselves. I go from go from one room to the other cleaning up after them and by the time I get finished it seems as though I have to start all over. This makes me appreciate and respect the job of our housekeeper or any housekeeper for that matter much more. I am pretty sure I am living with a pack of wolves. Its like they are leaving a trail of crap behind them in the off chance that they get lost.
Kevin (bless his heart) tried to at least take Barron out to see a movie. The Princess and the Frog. And go figure the movie was sold out!!!! I guess there are many mothers out there that are in the same boat I am. Husband and kids home for too many days in a row and they all decided to go to the same Dollar movie at once. Honestly, I can't get a break. Just about the moment I thought that, my phone rang. It was a girl from the 1st and 10 asking me if I could come in to cover a shift for someone who had just called in sick. I can't believe even for a minute that I was somewhat excited about this. Really?!?!? What has my life come to when I jump at the chance to go clean up after and serve a bunch of drunk fools. Needless to say a called Kevin asap to see if he would be willing to watch the kiddo's for the evening so I could go off to work.
I was a little confused when I arrived at work and there were next to no tables. HMMM I hoped this wasn't a preview for the evening. By the end of the night I had changed my tune. Sometime through out the evening things took a sharp turn for something unexpected. I am pretty sure this poor man was somewhere in the neighborhood of 108 years old and was hittin' on me with some lines that I am sure were to die for in 1922 but for 2010 they left a little to be desired. BLess his heart! Made me smile though! It also made me think of the fantastic lines I did fall for in my youth. Kevin was such the charmer. He had the worst lines on the planet and although they were all terrible they made me laugh every time. Still today he sometimes bust out one of those lines and still they make me laugh. "Kiss me baby and you'll think you've died and gone to Kevin" was always one of my favorites. LOL! He had this ridiculous poster on his wall from when he was a young buck that still cracks me up. He had on the fantastic Jean jacket with the collar popped up, 2 thumbs up and braces. OUTSTANDING!!! Anyway the poster said..."Say no to drugs, alcohol and tobacco. And yes to life! It was hilarious!!!! So he use to go up to the ladies and say "Hey, Did you know I was a say no to drugs poster child" The dumb ladies (me included) would fall for it! This was a great way for Kevin to get a lady up to his room where he would then bust out "Kiss me baby and you'll think you've died and gone to Kevin" Seemed to always work although looking back on it I'm not quite sure how. I think it must have had something to do with all that "trash can punch" they were always offering. HHHMMMM If I knew then what I know now???????
Kevin always kept me laughing! From his absurd pick up lines to is even more absurd behavior. I remember the first time I met him! He was wakeboarding buck necked, drunker than a skunk. He could barley walk so I have no idea how on earth he was able to wakeboard. Now that I have placed a wonderful mental picture in your heads back to my original topic...
I got home a little late and noticed Kevin had parked in my spot in the garage. GGRRRRR But too tired to care. I was however really hoping that the kids were sound asleep all warm and snug in their beds. NOPE they were once again sound asleep all warm and snug in my bed. I am having great difficulty understanding why it is so hard to put them to bed in their own rooms. Once again too tired to care at this point. Before falling asleep on the couch I had decided it just wasn't worth bring up again for the 1000000000th time in the morning. That was until I Woke up in a total state of shock and absolute confusion. I was having one of those moments that I am sure we have all had. I was pretty sure I was dreaming although nothing that I was seeing was what I had been dreaming about. At that point I had convinced myself I had been abducted. After walking around the house totally confused I wondered why on earth would someone abducted me and drop me off at Pee Wee's Playhouse. Then it clicked... I hadn't been abducted at all and I wasn't at Pee Wee's playhouse (although the resemblance was uncanny ). I was in fact in my own house it was just unrecognizable. It truly looked like Pee Wee's Playhouse. There were Cheetos and jelly beans on every square inch on the floor and God knows what else. I am pretty sure at some point in the night Barbie's dream house threw up all over the living room! AGAIN!!!!! You would think I would be used to this by now. This time instead of getting mad I just started laughing. I sat there in the kitchen and just laughed and laughed. I had just realized something... it was as though a little light bulb when on in my head. This is all my fault! How on Earth can I blame Kevin for this insanity. I am the one that fell for "if you kiss me you'll think you've died and gone to Kevin" and "Hey did you know I was a Say no to drugs poster child" and the buck necked wake boarder. Why should I expect anything other then Pee Wee's Playhouse?