I'm just having a grand ole time round these parts this mornin'. Just. Grand.
The phone rang at 3 am to alert Mr. Macchiato to the fact that the alarm went off at work. So, he got up and went down there to check it out.
The police must have just driven by because they were not there. He went in to see what was going on and I hadn't heard from him so I called him on his cell. I didn't like the idea of him being there alone. He then informed me that for some reason the women's bathroom was locked... the bathroom that has roof access. He went to get a key and I told him he needed to call the police because someone might be hiding in there. He's was all, "no one is in there." Which made me mad. I then told him to at least go get a knife from the kitchen before opening the door... which he thought was ridiculous. I wouldn't let him get off the phone with me until after he opened the door... I guess so I could hear him being killed and be able to call the police. No one was in there and the hatch to the roof was latched.
He was able to determine where the alarm sounded and it was an outside door. There was no melting snow or mud and there were no footprints outside the door so he called the security company and told them to get someone out there this morning to figure out what is wrong with the alarm.
He didn't get home until 4:30 am. And he was a popsicle. He got to crawl into a warm bed and I'm glad. Even if he did freeze me. Of course, we got up late and were dragging round. And... Double Shot was pure joy. I took his cell phone away, he's not driving, he's not going to any sports practices this week, and he's on lock down. He's got a ton of missing assignments and his grades are completely unacceptable. I was standing in the kitchen... handing his medicine to him... juice and toasted bagel with cream cheese to eat in the car, and the lunch that I made him... and he's was acting like I'm some unreasonable psychotic hag because I took his cell phone away. I wanted to beat him with the broom.
So. I know how this goes. Today is going to be one craptastic day. I have to get Lu Lu to the groomer so we can have her shaved so I can keep her clean... and so it is easier to get diapers on her. And I'm taking her to the vet for bloodwork to see what her kidney function is because she might have an infection that we could treat easily and give her some more time. Then I am going to pick up that beast of a son of mine and I'm going to have to play warden until his father comes home. He'll, of course, try to sneak off somewhere and go to sleep instead of doing his homework.
AND it is frigid butt cold.
Check out these interviews: no excuses, merrie melody, peanutbutterandbaconsandwiches, Oh boy... I just looked at the clock and I've got to RUN! Ladies, I have not gotten to read through your interviews yet but will later. I cannot remember who else has posted an interview. I'll have to look back through later. If you have and I haven't linked to you, let me know!
Awwww... I just got a call from my monster! He used the office phone at school and said, "I'm sorry for being a butt face mom." He's still coming home to Nazi Mama though. I'll make him a nice snack and some hot chocolate before I start cracking the whip.