I know what you are thinking:
Lady! Tuesday isn’t a letter!
And now you are speed dialing the National Education Association to ask them why they don’t work harder to keep idiots like me from home schooling their children.
And I’m speed dialing them to ask why they published an anti-home-schooling opinion piece written by a janitor. Not that janitors can’t be lovely, intelligent people; but, given their pro public school, certified teacher stance, I would think the NEA would be publishing things written by people with some sort of, oh, I don’t know, credentials?
For the record, I know Tuesday is not a letter, but right now I just. don’t. care.
It’s been one of those days.
You know, one of those days when you think you’ve found a hickey on your shoulder so you need to caution your husband to be a little less . . . umm . . . a little more . . . umm . . . so you need to caution your husband, but then you realize it couldn’t possibly be a hickey (*sigh*) and . . . oh yeah . . . it’s where the baby bit you.
One of those days where you spend some time on the computer designing T-shirts for yourself and the best you come up with this:
Cleaning Up Excrement
Hmmm . . . the font didn’t copy and paste right. It really looks better with the original font. *Sigh* It’s just one of those days.
You know, one of those days when you thought up that T-shirt because you had to clean up three
near misses near made-its off the bathroom floor. Two kids, three incidents, and not a can of Lysol anywhere in the house.
I guess I should be happy for them that life is so exciting they just don’t want to take a break from it to go to the bathroom. I’m to the point in life where, sometimes, the bathroom is the highlight of my day. I shan’t elaborate.
To be honest, McH cleaned up the third near made-it. Martha Stewart would say, “It’s a good thing,” but Martha probably saves that line for accomplishments that require a little more skill than home HAZMAT duty.
At least now we’re both qualified to write for the NEA
And George, if you’re out there, Tewt the Newt is shopping for disinfectant.