No, I’m not protesting…not yet, anyway. I am however thinking about parking my ass in front of the principal’s office to complain about this ill conceived Fog Delay, though.
This is how my day is going…
5am – Drag sorry ass out of bed after having bizarre dream where Brynn, Alyssa Milano (WTF?!) and I were eating fried chicken and Alyssa and I went out on a beer run. A.) Eating meat off bones makes me squidgey. B.) I hate beer. C.) Alyssa Milano? Really? I mean, she’s adorable and all, but yeah…I don’t even know where to go with that.
5:45am – Drag children’s sorry asses out of bed for showers and school.
6:50am – Stumble out to the car, drive to pick up car pool kid whilst listening to Corwin (youngest son) ramble incessantly about a zombie killing video game he hopes to design one day – including a treatise on the topics of weaponry and bonus attacks. Meanwhile, I’m silently hoping that some day he’ll stop talking long enough to actually create said game and be able to market it without people saying “OHMYGOD just stop talking for five minutes!” like Killian (oldest son) demanded this morning.
7:15am – Pick up Justin (car pool kid) after driving through moderate to heavy fog while listening to Killian and Justin bitch about the PLAN test (precursor to the ACT) that they have to take today. They apparently don’t enjoy filling in bubbles – go fig.
7:35am – Arrive at school to a nearly deserted parking lot. But the boys insist that it’s because the seniors don’t have to be there until 11, so I wander on my merry way through the fog to bring Corwin to the elementary school. Then my phone rings, it’s Killian telling me that there’s a two hour “Fog Delay.” Are you fucking kidding me? No…no, he’s not.
7:45am – Arrive back at the high school to pick up Killian and Justin. (Please note, we’ve had WAY worse fog than this and have never had a delay. Idiots.)
8:00am – Arrive at the elementary school to drop off Corwin.
8:10am – Arrive back home with Killian and Justin who are going to kill time playing on the x-box.
8:30 am – Receive email notice from the school about the fog delay. Really? Seriously? Now you tell us?!?!?! Fuckwits.
9:15am – Leave home to bring them back to school.
9:35am – Drop them off at school.
9:45am – Receive text from Killian that school will letting out at 12:45 instead of 2:30.
9:46am – Swear profusely while driving alone in my car likely looking like I’m batshit crazy.
10:06am – Stop at Starbucks for a well-deserved venti cinnamon dolche latte.
10:15am – Arrive at home, drink said coffee and try to squeeze in as much work as possible including both of the blogs (although, this is more therapy than anything else right now).
11:00am – Start supper in the crockpot.
11:22am – Receive text from Killian in which he thinks I should take him, Justin and Mitchell (afternoon car pool kid) to iHop for lunch.
11:23am – Ponder infanticide.
11:34am – Send Killian a text that says “Bite me.” Then another that says “Maybe.” Because damn it, now iHop sounds really good.
So the rest of my day looks like this:
12:20pm – Leave house to pick up three obnoxious but hilarious teenage boys.
12:45pm – Pick up said obnoxious boys.
1:00pm – Go to lunch with said boys and probably laugh my ass off, because that’s usually how it goes.
2:00pm – Drive all the boys home.
2:45pm – Pick up Kendra (other afternoon carpool kid) at a different high school.
3:15pm – Pick up Corwin and Taylor (Kendra’s little sister) at the elementary school.
3:50pm – Drop off Kendra and Taylor at their house.
4:00pm – Arrive home to a mountain of email and all kinds of other crap that needs to be done.
4:01pm – Probably swear some more.
In the meanwhile, I posted over at Writer’s Evolution today about my favorite characters that I didn’t write. 🙂 Come on over and let me know what some of yours are.