Let’s me begin by talking about what a huge success my blogroll updating was. So many people begging me to add them. Sadly I had to refuse a few people. I have to follow the fire code, I can’t let everyone on. Don’t shoot the messenger.
So, last night I was having a horrible nightmare. It was very realistic and involved someone breaking into my house. Well, the hubster had a procedure today so we woke up at 4am to get there for it. Now I’m in a coma on a good morning, so imagine the stupor I am in at 4am. I take Thing 1 downstairs to eat breakfast. He looks in the living room from his chair and says “what is that” as he points into the dark room.
Terror grips me. I spin around fully expecting to see an axe murderer staring at me. I see nothing. I look at Thing 1 and say “what?”. He grins at me and says “ahhh, nothing! Gotcha!”
I’m too old for this parenting shit.
