1) Hannah woke up at 5:00 AM. Thanks kiddo. Thanks a lot. [Son of a B*#@!!!]
2) By 6:00 AM, Grace was up too, and Hannah hit Grace over the head with her step stool while Grace was going to the bathroom. I'm still not really sure why. [Son of a B*#@!!!]3) We were out of coffee, so I had to wait 2.5 hours until Steve woke up so one of us could run to the gas station and get us some. NOT a happy camper... [Son of a B*#@!!!]
4) Cleaned out the inside of my car with crazy detail, including scraping the goo out of all of the crevices with a toothpick. It has never been so clean...
5) While I was cleaning out the car, Grace and Hannah dumped three bottles of paint all over the wooden deck railing and smeared it around. [Son of a B*#@!!!]
6) The girls then spent an hour playing in their sandbox. But since they were wet from Steve squirting them with the hose, and therefore causing 8 billion grains of sand to stick to them, I had to strip them naked and hose them down before even letting them back into the house and then still had to throw them in the tub to get it out of their hair. [Son of a B*#@!!!]
7) Wasted three hours of kid-free time today on my fat ass on the couch, watching a golf tournament with Steve when I could've been doing soooo many other things. [Son of a B*#@!!!]
8) Picked up a few things at the grocery store, but forgot milk, so now I'll have to take both girls with me to the gas station in the morning, which is a royal pain-in-the-ass.[Son of a B*#@!!!]
9) Had to deal with two miserable, overtired children this evening, which is always such a joy. [Son of a B*#@!!!]
10) Steve went up to bed to find that our fucking cat had pissed all over Steve's bed, soaking everything, including both of his pillows and his mattress. All bedding, pillows, and the mattress itself are currently in our backyard (um, Steve wasn't too happy), and we've decided that we really need to just get rid him (the cat). He hates people, doesn't come around us ever, and pisses and pukes on things on a daily basis. We're done. Anyone want a cat named Cooter? Because he'll be gone by this weekend one way or another. [Son of a B*#@!!!]
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Poor Cooter? How about poor Steve who is right now upstairs sleeping on the floor in our bedroom in one of the girl's sleeping bags? ;)
And yes they do. But no, I don't care. LOL!
LOL! Nah. I don't care. I mean, I don't wish him dead or anything, but I'm not really attached to him either. He hates all of us, so he just hides and hisses at us anyway. [shrug]. I'm going to ask my parents and siblings if they want him. If not, I'll give him to a no-kill shelter or something.
Well that just sounds like a FANTASTIC Sunday you had Allison. I think Steve will be okay sleeping on the floor for a night or two. Good luck finding a home for Cooter!
Wow, Allison, what a FUN Sunday you had. But mainly I had to comment bc YOU CLEANED YOUR CAR!
LMAO! WTG! ;)
(and sorry about the cat piss, that *sucks*)
Perhaps he's getting back at you for naming him COOTER?
LOL! He's named after Cooter from the Dukes of Hazzard. That Cooter was COOL!
When I hear Cooter I don't think Dukes of Hazzard, I think female genitalia(but I often think of female genitalia, so maybe thats just me)
Sounds like you have a great Sunday. (smooch)
LOL! Nah. That's what everybody thinks we named him after.
This would probably be a good time for a good 'pussy' joke...but I am really tied...lol
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