The "I'm Mad At My Husband B/C He's Snoring Instead Of Watching LOST With Me" Blog

{disclaimer: I've already taken my meds, so I'm not responsible for typos}

We were supposed to stay up and watch LOST that we DVRd last night (yes, that's a verb now), but Doofus wasted too much time "just checking my email real quick", so now he's snoring & I'm not ready for bed.

Both kids are sick. It started out with fevers, then turned to puking. I made called the doc's office on Tuesday & made appointments for Thursday. Well, of course by Wednesday afternoon, they were both acting better (except for Evie's snot-induced puke in the middle of the night). Yesterday morning, Emmit started coughing pretty badly too, so I figured I may as well go anyway. Besides, I was already up. And you bet your ass if I'm up that early, someone better be going somehwhere.

So, after a freakin' battle with a kid whining, "Please, no! I just want to put my pajamas on and go back to bed", we finally got ready to go. And wouldn't you know, it was colder than a {insert stupid cliché here}. Well, if you know anything about my kids & me, you know we like to sleep in a bit, and apparently they've never gotten up early enough to see frost. Shit, I don't even remember the last time I've gotten up early enough to see frost. Emmit was like, "LOOK! IT SNOWED!" LMAO!

Anyway, so we drove to LC, stopping once for Emmit to pee in someone's parking lot. Yes, I let him whip it out in some parking lot. Why? Well, because some dick-lick was blocking the only available parking spot in front of the store, there was an 18-wheeler blocking the driveway so I couldn't turn around, and the sun was in my eyes. So, I just stopped in the most convenient spot & let him go.

So, we got to the doc's office with a few minutes to spare & I got the kids inside (dragging Emmit because he has doctor-phobia thanks to the emergency room jerks who tried to hold him down to administer some cough medicine). So, we sat in the waiting room for a bit, and I tried to calm his fears (this bad momma even told him that if they had to test anyone's blood, I'd make them do it on Evie instead of him).

Turns out, they just have a virus/cold. But Emmit is over his phobia! He let the doctor check out his ears & throat, and even talked to him a bit! Evie was a little less cooperative, but didn't cry or fight too much (I held her). When we left, Emmit said, "Momma, that was fun." LOL! Yeah...the same kid I had to DRAG across the parking lot said he had fun at the doctor's office. I did have to confiscate their tongue depressors in Breaux Bridge though. I told the doctor they were just going to make swords out of them! And the cough medicine has knocked Evie out, but Emmit is jumping on the bed watching whatever horrible show is on Noggin at 1AM. That shit must have red 40 in it!

So, after our CC appointment, we hung out in LC for a bit; did a little running around, and then had lunch with Amanda (and Allie) & Stephanie (and Thomas). The kids had a great time running around Cane's (yes, we ate fast food), and I had a great time having adult conversation. Appararently an unlisted side effect of dope-a-max is blabbermouthedness (Is that a word? if not, it is now!). It was awesome to see you ladies! Teressa, sorry we missed you!

The kids and I got home around 4, I doped them up, and we crashed for almost 3 hours. It was like heaven! The phone was the only interruption...well, besides Nathan coming in, but he knew better than to wake us up.

Oh, and I almost forgot...

When I was on the way home, at the 110/10 split, a moron in a silver Corolla cut me off. Oh, you know who you are, license plate starts with MMR. Well, I've committed your license plate to memory, right in there with R090307. I WILL not forget it (that one has been in there for 15+ years). If it happens again, I will run over you. k?thxbai