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Friday, March 9, 2007

WHAT WAS I THINKING?!?


Eight be-goggled, totally camoed fifth grade boys, seven AirSoft Rifles/Pistols, one VERY loud and annoying whistle. That lasted one hour; then they came inside. AHHH!

Seven large pizzas and four two liters of Mountain Dew later, we delve into the lavishly frosted Cookie Cake. Then, there are Oreos--handfuls--Warheads, sour strings and sour jelly beans; I'm sure this will lead to at least one sour stomach tonight.
There is boy stuff EVERYWHERE--stinky shoes, half eaten food, things you don't want to know.
It smells like wet dog. Don't know why I "refreshed" the carpet today. DUH.

Somebody brought a Wii game system; turns out, it's not so Wee! Lot of money for such little thrills.
Played a Crossword Puzzle for a prize--Whoopi Cushion, of course. It was quiet for five minutes until they all forfeited. I'm such a NERD!
"Lord of the Rings" will quiet them down, right? Please, Lord.....

Back outside after dark to play Flashlight Tag. Yay, some peace and quiet for me--poor neighbors; dogs are barking everywhere.

I hear rumbling of tummies and something about Shaving Cream and snoring. No sleep for the weary tonight.
Oh my gosh, WHAT IS THAT SMELL?!? I think I'm gonna' faint.

Boys are so much more up-and-down energy than girls; girls just won't shut up.

11AM cannot come too soon.

I just heard, "This is an awesome party. Thanks, Mrs. Porter."

Awesome Mom! Awesome Mom!
Note to self: plan a practical joke on the dad who gave them all a Vault to drink on the bus ride back from field trip today.
No School. Field trip. Vault. Cake. Oreos. Candy. Mountain Dew. Long night ahead.
Somebody, please help me.

2 comments:

tammi said...

You.
Are.
Crazy.

Anonymous said...

Crazy is a little mild you must have another problem anyway you have more guts than I ever did.
Hang in there what can you do to top that? G E.