Happy Father's Day!
Father's Day, yes. Happy, not so much.
At 0700 there's a sharp knock on the bedroom door. Since Carrie is still sleeping next to me I must assume it's Logan and hope for some burnt toast or some cereal. Nope. The hamster escaped. It took five minutes to catch the thing and I went back to bed still hoping for breakfast in bed.
0900- Knock on the bedroom door again. Logan wants to go outside to play. I'm barely awake and Carrie's still sleeping. Since the rule is he can't go out unless we're awake the answer is no. I drift off again.
1000- Knock on the door again. This time one of the Degus has gotten out(third time in the last week). I had the little fucker but he bit me and pretty badly too. 2 bleeding "cuts", one for the upper and one for the lower teeth. Now I have an Elastoplast bandage and Polysporin on it. Hopefully I don't develop some weird rat infection. If I do at least people will know what happened to me.
Now if that isn't bad enough... Yesterday I woke up with a stiff neck. This morning the neck was fine, my right shoulder on the other hand was barely mobile. Almost ten hours, one muscle relaxer and 10 extra strength Tylenol later I still hurt but my shoulder moves. So I wasn't in the best mood to begin with.
On the plus side I got an Exact-o Knife (& spare blades) and a cutting mat so I can do my paper crafts.
One other thing I'm annoyed at is Logan's school. They made Mothers Day cards/gifts but not Father's Day? What the hell is up with that?
In other news....
My mother had surgery several weeks ago. She saw her doctor the other day and was told all is well.
Last weekend Logan did his Kidfest 5Km run. Last year he finished in 43 minutes and 30 seconds. This year he was up the night before vomiting and complained of a sore stomach the entire way to, during and from the event. He was told that if he didn't feel up to it he didn't have to run but he wanted to try and win a Wii. That didn't happen.
He finished in 46:30, 3 minutes slower. The first place runner was done in 18:22. Logan was upset and tried to tell my mom what happened. I ended up sending her an email to clear some points up for her. She responded asking what a Wii was... after 3 or 4 emails back and forth she said she was going to stop by this past Wed. and maybe have a Wii for him. She showed up Sunday with it.
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