Last 24 Hours.....

Chad has worked 3 out of the last 4 days.  

When I figured it up, he is home less than 24 hours inbetween his shifts.

I feel sorry for him, but am thankful that he does so much to provide for our family.

HOWEVER......

I do my own duty at home.

In the last 24 hours, I have dealt with a blackout at bedtime and splinters.

Sounds innocent, right?

WRONG!

Last night at 8:30, the lights went out.

THE WHOLE FREAKIN' TOWN!

The kids had just went to bed and had only been in bed a short while, long enough to settle down, but short enough not to be asleep.

And then everything went black.

No fans, no music, no nadda.

And you should've heard the screaming coming from all ends of the house.

I went to Macey's room first because I know that she'll just lay in bed and cry.  

She was hysterical and as I was coming into her room, and Josh ran up the stairs with his lovey and dog.  Crying, but not hysterical.

So......we made the best of it.  

Called the electrical company and "based on historical averages, your power is supposed be on by 1 a.m."

Uh no.

Read a couple of books on my bed with each of us having the flashlights.  And by miracle among miracles, the electricity came back on.

But, now Macey is TERRIFIED to sleep.  She keeps calling out "Mama-my 'lectricity's doin' sumptin!"

And it's not.

Then around 10 today, if you would've peeked in my back door, you would've seen me in the sunlight digging a splinter out of my son's rear end.  LITERALLY.  

No metaphors there.

A splinter in the rear.

And I couldn't help but say, "Son, you know if you would've been wearing underwear under your shorts, this probably wouldn't have happened."

Duh.

Oh what tomorrow, what'cha gunna throw at me?!?!?