The curse on Mr. continues (more about that at a later time). He is slated to work 8pm-5:30am for the next 2-3 weeks. He will be pulling down a ceiling, cataloguing it and then putting it back up in a new spot - 20 feet from its original spot. I keep telling him not to complain, he has a job. He will be going to bed after his normal 4:30 wake time.
What does this have to do with Buffalo? This is the week of Fairy Princess' spring break. That means I am required to keep a 6 year old and 2 year old and 2 spoiled dogs quiet while Daddy sleeps. A task that will cause tears and scolding, for being normal kids. I don't think so...
Granny and Poppy, here we come! 5 days of daily help, maybe a meal made by someone other than myself. A good fish fry perhaps? And an ocean deep claw foot tub to play mermaid in.
Yep. Buffalo, here we come!
