@#$&@!* = Frustrated Mommy

Sparky: This weekend has been 1 WTF moment after another. Mommy is close to her breaking point right now. As you know the truck was fixed on Friday. Well the company called pretty early in the day to inform mommy that they would not be able to come on base to fix the window but it could be dropped off at their garage & fixed before lunch. So after a quick call to daddy & he left work my parents went to drop the truck off. Once mommy & Robert were back home daddy had to go take his PT test for the Air Force. Luckily he passed but some where between dropping mommy off & getting back home several hours later daddy had lost his wallet. As you can imagine mommy was not a happy camper over this. Mommy was now solely responsible of doing everything that needed to be done for the entire weekend since daddy has no driver's license, military ID, or credit cards.

On Friday night mommy had to go to Target to pick up baby supplies (some how you never seem to have enough). This is no biggie, but while she was there she received a call from daddy stating that Uncle Dave was in transit up from Florida. Don't get me wrong, mommy likes Uncle Dave but she was a little shocked that he decided to drive from Florida to Maryland at the drop of a hat. Well because of traffic Uncle Dave was not able to make it here as fast as expected so he called daddy around 3 am to let him know. Mommy was not able to go back to sleep after the call so she was up for the rest of the night then off to work at the spa all day with very little sleep.

Once she was back home Saturday evening she learned that Uncle Dave had taken a couple of detours & still wasn't in MD. Needless to say mommy was a little grumpy from not sleeping very well on Friday night & she wasn't thinking very clearly at this point. Mommy went outside with daddy to start the grill for dinner & didn't think to ask daddy if the steaks were out of the dogs reach... well my parents learned the hard way that the counter is not a safe place for unsupervised food. Tiger was able to stand up & pull the steaks down for him & I to eat. So both of us pups ate a raw steak & half an onion. For those of you that don't know onions are on the puppy toxic food list. Thankfully we didn't get too sick, but we did have to be watched to make sure we didn't get super sick. With dinner down the "toilet" it was off to plan b which was pasta. In the meantime Uncle Dave called & said he was about 170 miles away. Mommy planned to get some sleep early before she had to meet up with Uncle Dave, but after Robert's bath & bedtime routine it was so late that there wasn't much point. At 10:30 pm daddy went to bed & mommy was left waiting up for Uncle Dave. After several phone calls & mommy messing up some of the directions Uncle Dave made it to the meeting point around 11:30 pm. After everything was squared away they were on base by midnight. Mommy had to run to the shoppette (military 7-11) to pick up smokes for her & daddy. As mommy was standing in line with Uncle Dave she was mentally calculating how many hours of sleep she might still be able to get before she had to get to work in the morning. It was right around this time someone in line mentioned that Saturday night was daylight savings time. Mommy's little bubble popped & she was not very happy to learn she was going to be losing an hours worth of sleep. Once everyone was home mommy was off to bed & was unable to fall right to sleep because she was obsessing about lack of sleep. I know... it's a vicious cycle.

Morning came way too fast & it was off to work at the spa again. Thankfully mommy didn't have a busy day at work & was home by 2 pm. When she came home she was informed that Tiger had knocked over a cup of coffee that morning & consumed it while daddy & Uncle Dave were outside. This means Tiger has been having diarrhea all morning... of course a large portion of this was all over the carpet. Daddy then tells mommy not to worry because he put paper towels down on the poop so it could be absorbed for easy clean up. Mommy's brain kicked into overdrive as she looked around at the damage from poop-a-pallooza. Mommy stormed outside in a huff after she finished the calculations that the poop piles had been on the carpet for over 4 hours already. Daddy & Uncle Dave followed mommy outside to explain. Mommy refused to listen & tried to storm back into the house. I say tried because as soon as she opened the door she discovered Robert on the couch eating daddy's cigarettes. My parents got all of the tobacco out of his mouth then realized he had eaten several (4) cigarettes. Next was my little brother's screams as vomiting was induced. At this point mommy was ready to lose it when daddy pointed out that she needed to go to the grocery store & Uncle Dave had decided to drive back to Florida that night. So no break for mommy as everyone piled into the Rogue to go to the store & drop Uncle Dave off at his car.

You are probably reading this thinking there has to be some exaggeration to this story.. so many things can't go THAT wrong in such a short period of time. This would be when I want to remind you that we aren't finished with our story. Plus all of this really did happen & mommy still wishes it was all some twisted nightmare that she could awaken from. Once my family was back home & Uncle Dave was on the road headed back to Jacksonville it was time for groceries to be put away. What goes on in our house is all meat (for that week's meals) is put in the fridge for the week & the fridge gets emptied out of all of the old food that needs to be thrown out... not usually that much. My exhausted parental units didn't notice that Tiger & I managed to swipe the old Chinese food leftovers. Yup, you guessed it, we ate all of it before we were caught. After everyone had finally had dinner, Robert was down for the count, & we had spent several trips outside to have the puppy green apple splatters it was finally bedtime.

Unfortunately our story doesn't end here. Mommy awoke twice in the middle of the night to the sound of pups having more intestinal issues all over both levels of the house. After lots of yelling & daddy getting up to take dogs outside mommy was back on her hands & knees scrubbing poop out of the carpet (for those of you counting this would be the 3rd time in 24 hours). Mommy demanded that the pups go into the crate for the rest of the night. Daddy expressed his disapproval but followed orders anyway. Mommy decided to sleep on the couch (small love seat) for the rest of the night right next to the dog crate in case there were any further problems.

O wait I think I forgot to tell everyone the "best" part... mommy has been having some problems with her MS since Wednesday. She says it isn't too serious but daddy still has made it clear that mommy needs to call Dr. Hegde today.. no if, ands, or buts about it. So mommy has yet again put out a call to Dr. Hegde & is awaiting his return call. For once mommy is actually hoping they put in the hospital.. she really needs a break from the craziness.

I would like to thank you for letting me share this insanity with all of you instead of the alternative of mommy running down the street screaming like a mad person or dropping into a corner drooling on herself while banging her head on the wall (yes this part is the exaggeration & attempt at comedy). Now it is time for everyone to close their eyes... imagine your happy place... Once you have found it I need everyone to take some nice, deep, slow breaths... deep breath in... exhale slowly. Ahhh all better... now it is off to rekindle a friendship with the captain (Morgan that is). Just kidding... sort of ;-)