22 June 2017
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R. Linda:
Today, I took the day off because I had a dental cleaning scheduled. The only person who knew of the appointment was Tonya. I just assumed everyone else knew, but no, no, they did not. Bright and early, Tonya was off to where she teaches to clean out her classroom now that school is out. Mam went for a senior citizens hike on the seacoast, and somehow, cousin Sean talked his way into joining the seniors. So the only one left to watch the kiddos while I was gone was . . . you guessed it, the Dragon.
BUT come around 11:00 a.m., and she is dressed to the nines and out the door with the neighbour next door. I was gobsmacked I was. No word she was going anywhere, no goodbye, no nothing, just off she went, leaving me with the three kiddos and a dental appointment. I rang up Tonya and gave her my tale of woe and she told me to bring the kiddos over to her school so they could help out -- like that's going to happen. They can't even make their beds or clean their rooms they aren't going to clean her classroom. I can tell ya that much.
I informed the threesome of the plan, and they reluctantly said, "OK." All down in the face, they were kicking things and pushing each other. I told them to get themselves ready by a quarter to the hour of twelve. By 11:30 they better be dressed, have their shoes on and turn all the electronics off.
Meanwhile, I let the dogs out (yes, Dragon's hound was here too) and having that coon dog on a long leash because he wanders, I had to go down the back steps to reel him in. As I approached the top of the stairs with the dog in hand, I noticed I was glued to the deck. I had a hard time lifting my feet, and when I did, there was a sticky sound. Because I was struggling with the hound, I didn't really look, but as soon as I got him in the door, I took off me shoes. On the bottom was a caked mess of gooey stuff. I had a devil of a time getting it off the soles of my shoes. I went back out, and here is what I stepped in thanks to the youngest, who has developed a bad habit (we had a gutter guy over to clean the gutters, and he spits a lot and unfortunately, the youngest was impressed and picked up the habit) of spitting gum and now sticky candy.
Once I had gotten over the abhorrence of what was on the porch and off my shoes, I returned to try to get it up off the step. It wasn't coming up, so I had to leave it because I ran out of time. I'd need to hose it off, so I went to shower and got myself ready.
At exactly 11:30, I called out, "Shoes at the ready? Start putting them on, and I hope you look decent. You have 15 minutes before you turn off your electronics. OH, AND which of you left a sticky mess on the backstairs?" The answer was no one did. I tell ya!
And then a forlorn "OK" regarding the electronics, gees Louise.
I walked by their rooms at 11:40 they were dressed, shoes on, miracles of miracles. I came back in 5 minutes, and they were turning Play Stations off, but I could hear the TV on in the other room. I knew the youngest wouldn't turn the telly off, so I went. As I reached down, me hand came into contact with something warm, mushy and softly textured. I pulled my hand up to see it was covered in a brown, gooey mess.
I looked down at the telly receiver, and this is what I saw:
868
R. Linda:
Today, I took the day off because I had a dental cleaning scheduled. The only person who knew of the appointment was Tonya. I just assumed everyone else knew, but no, no, they did not. Bright and early, Tonya was off to where she teaches to clean out her classroom now that school is out. Mam went for a senior citizens hike on the seacoast, and somehow, cousin Sean talked his way into joining the seniors. So the only one left to watch the kiddos while I was gone was . . . you guessed it, the Dragon.
BUT come around 11:00 a.m., and she is dressed to the nines and out the door with the neighbour next door. I was gobsmacked I was. No word she was going anywhere, no goodbye, no nothing, just off she went, leaving me with the three kiddos and a dental appointment. I rang up Tonya and gave her my tale of woe and she told me to bring the kiddos over to her school so they could help out -- like that's going to happen. They can't even make their beds or clean their rooms they aren't going to clean her classroom. I can tell ya that much.
I informed the threesome of the plan, and they reluctantly said, "OK." All down in the face, they were kicking things and pushing each other. I told them to get themselves ready by a quarter to the hour of twelve. By 11:30 they better be dressed, have their shoes on and turn all the electronics off.
Meanwhile, I let the dogs out (yes, Dragon's hound was here too) and having that coon dog on a long leash because he wanders, I had to go down the back steps to reel him in. As I approached the top of the stairs with the dog in hand, I noticed I was glued to the deck. I had a hard time lifting my feet, and when I did, there was a sticky sound. Because I was struggling with the hound, I didn't really look, but as soon as I got him in the door, I took off me shoes. On the bottom was a caked mess of gooey stuff. I had a devil of a time getting it off the soles of my shoes. I went back out, and here is what I stepped in thanks to the youngest, who has developed a bad habit (we had a gutter guy over to clean the gutters, and he spits a lot and unfortunately, the youngest was impressed and picked up the habit) of spitting gum and now sticky candy.
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| The remains of a sour patch bear |
At exactly 11:30, I called out, "Shoes at the ready? Start putting them on, and I hope you look decent. You have 15 minutes before you turn off your electronics. OH, AND which of you left a sticky mess on the backstairs?" The answer was no one did. I tell ya!
And then a forlorn "OK" regarding the electronics, gees Louise.
I walked by their rooms at 11:40 they were dressed, shoes on, miracles of miracles. I came back in 5 minutes, and they were turning Play Stations off, but I could hear the TV on in the other room. I knew the youngest wouldn't turn the telly off, so I went. As I reached down, me hand came into contact with something warm, mushy and softly textured. I pulled my hand up to see it was covered in a brown, gooey mess.
I looked down at the telly receiver, and this is what I saw:
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| Looks like pooh doesn't it? I was nearly beside meself. |
Reluctantly, I took a sniff of me hand because you know what it looked like--POOH! Here I was all washed, changed with a handful of . . . chocolate. Thank God for that! I would have been wild with disgust and not a little bit angry if one of the wee miscreants had purposely left me a pile of pooh on a hot receiver, me being out of time and having to get moving, or I'd be late for my appointment!
Quickly, I turned the receiver off. I had just enough time to wash the chocolate mess off my hands and get the threesome in the car. Once down the driveway and out of hearing distance of the neighbours, I lost it by yelling at them, "WHICH ONE OF YOU LEFT A CHOCOLATE BAR ON THE TELLY RECEIVER?"
Guido found that funny and started laughing and said, "Musta looked like poop! Hahahahaha!"
O'Hare's reaction was, "Ewwwww!"
And the youngest, nothing to say, so we knew instantly who left the chocolate to melt all over the receiver, which, if it broke the receiver, yours truly would have to pay for.
Come to find out that the chocolate wasn't a bar of chocolate, but an ear-less Easter Bunny (ok, guilty about the ears) that the wee one had stashed away since Easter! Deciding it "tasted funny", he decided to discard it where no one would see it, on the shelf below the telly where the receiver just happens to be.
I sent that last picture to their mother before we got to the school. Yup, I did. I ratted the youngest out I did. Ask me if I feel bad about that. NO, I DO NOT. When I dropped them off, I left with no time to talk to Tonya, but she found it funny. I could tell by the way her face was working when she saw me, yeah, trying not to laugh. I should leave the sticky mess on the back stairs and that awful chocolate melt for her to clean up, but I won't but still I be thinking about it. If it's all that funny . . .
Gabe
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6 comments:
that is awful that second picture. i'd think the same thing roflmao
Smart lad keeping the earless bunny. Came back to haunt you. That should teach you lol
LMAO IThat's totally gross! I just hope that was milk chocolate and not tbe good stuff!
You can heave a sigh of relief it was milk chocolate.
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