DON'T send me to Vegas....

You know those dreams where you incorporate your alarm clock into them for a while before waking up??? Ya, it all starts there...but go ahead and add the FIRE ALARM CHIRPING. UGH?? Why is it necessary for it to begin in the early hours of unconscious sleep...?? I think...okay, I'll just take the battery out, and get on with my day. Right, well, that doesn't work apparently. It kept on chirping....every 45 seconds...thanks!! Well, I have to get Carter off to school, and could NOT find his school clothes in my room...(where our clean laundry resides until put away) CHIRP So, after finding pants and socks...(taking ten minutes...CHIRP x 12) I decided he would just have to wear short sleeves to school. Ya I know..."Mother of the Year" award awaits me...!! Well, I go in to wake him up, CHIRP and what do you know...low and behold are a few stacks of clean folded laundry...Thanks Brian!! Cept, wish I would have known!! Oh well....

While he is getting ready, CHIRP I am gathering his school things and see that he has not done his homework....AGAIN!! We have been working on building responsibility for his own work, and it doesn't seem to be working....AHHH. His report cards even reflected CHIRP his late homework this last quarter. It isn't that he doesn't always do it though...generally it is because although mom has him do it and put it in his backpack...he doesn't give it to the teacher...Frustrating. Well, I didn't know what to do, so I CHIRP told him that he would have to be late to school so that he could do his homework. I also made him write a note saying why he was CHIRP late, and told him that he would have to read it to his class. HA!! So, I sent him to begin work on his homework. Meanwhile, I hear Parker crying CHIRP in his room. I go up there, and after much negotiating, convince him to tell me what CHIRP is wrong...he has had an accident!! He was very upset about it too...he doesn't do that, or at least it is rare if it does happen, which is impressive for a three-year-old!! Well, I get him up and into the bath, and instead of cutting all of the CHIRP wires to the fire alarm, decide to call my friend whose husband is a fireman. So I go into my son's room (as to not wake up the other sleeping childrentalking on the phone) lay on his bed, and call her to ask her how to make it stop, and she tells me CHIRP to put a new battery in. Okay...thought CHIRP of that, but who has a 9volt just lying around???!!! Okay, fine, well, not me! She also told me that cutting the wires would be a very stupid idea because it would make them ALL not work. Fire hazzord or something like that....LAME!! She did invite me to come over and get one of her many CHIRP batteries that she so preparedly had laying around, but on the way to her house, I would pass a few stores that would carry them...hopefully my next door neighbor would have one!! And...she did...HOORAY!! So, I hop off of the CHIRP bed...what the heck???!!!...my butt is soaked!!!....what could have......oh GROSS...I friggin' just laid in Parker's accident!!!!! SICK.......CHIRP....really....SICK!!!

After my drama, and getting all changed, and the battery next door, I can FINALLY get some peace and quiet from the new battery. As I put the battery in the fire alarm, it CHIRPS at the same time...GREAT....this one doesn't work either??!! I wait.................wait........................waiting.....................................still waiting....................................

S I L E N C E

.....siiiiiigggggghhhhhh

Needless to say, after that...I went back to bed for a chance to start the day again.....thankfully my sister is staying with us, and she helped with the kids so that I could rewind the morning...

Moral of the story is: If you are looking for a lucky charm for your trip in Vegas...Don't call me, I can't guarantee my luck...ever...but neighbors are awesome, and always have what you don't....so call them...!!