Wednesday, February 4, 2009

Death by Scissors

Another snow day! What is the school thinking? And how am I going to keep an eye on my little granddarlings when I can't keep either eye open? Ok, ok, I'll make them blueberry muffins for breakfast and bribe them to let grammy take a little nap.

Bad plan. Very bad plan. I should have realized the 'good little fellow' couldn't be good all the time. I tried to make him take a nap with me. I fell asleep. He didn't. Sis was playing a computer game. He was bored.

I didn't see the carnage until after they had gone home. The victim was my shower curtain. Weapon - scissors. Wounds were fatal. I texted my daughter and told her his punishment was to come live with me as I got stinkier and stinkier because I couldn't shower. Then I went to the Dollar General and got a new shower curtain. Wonder why it's so much easier to take the old one down than to put the new one up? When did my arms get so heavy? (Maybe it's those 'angel wings' weighing me down?)

Bad grammy. Good grammies don't sleep while watching grandchildren. Lord please help me do better tomorrow. I can't worry any more about it tonight. I have to go to sleep!

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