TODAY IS SATURDAY

YES, TODAY IS SATURDAY. WHEN I WENT TO BED LAST NIGHT, I THOUGHT, "TOMORROW IS SATURDAY, I CAN SLEEP IN A BIT, GET SOME GROCERIES, FINISH THE LAUNDRY, HAVE DEAR RUSTY, OUR LOVING PLUMBER COME OVER TO START THE MASTER BATH, YEAH, I HAVE A DAY OFF! OKAY, TODAY IS SATURDAY, BUT HERE'S WHAT HAS HAPPENED SO FAR! THE LITTLE BOYS CAME OVER TO VISIT LAST NIGHT, (I HAVE MISSED THEM, ELI AND JACOB). THEIR MAMA, SISSY, BROUGHT MCDONALDS FOR THEIR SUPPER. SHE IS SO THOUGHTFUL. JAYBIRD WAS HERE TOO, (REFERENCE THE WRESTLING EPISODE EARLIER IN ONE OF THE POSTS). SO NOW, I HAVE 3 LITTLE BOYS AND A BIG ONE (PAPA) EYEING THE FRESHLY WASHED AND MADE POOL TABLE-BED, ALL THE WHILE KEEPING A SHARP EYE OUT FOR ME. ADD IN A COUPLE OF HAPPY MEALS, WITH LOOSE LIDS ON THE SODAS, AND YOU CAN PRETTY MUCH GUESS WHAT WENT DOWN. TO BE SPECIFIC, I DECIDED TO TUCK IN A BIT EARLY. AS SOON AS MY EYES CLOSED, THE MELEE BEGAN. ALL FOUR JUMPED ON THE BED, (POOL TABLE) AND BEGAN TO DEMOLISH MY EFFORTS AT A MARTHA STEWART MOMENT. OF COURSE, THE SODAS WITH THE LOOSE LIDS WENT FLYING, AND THE DOG TRIED TO GET A CHICKEN NUGGET. I BELIEVE THERE WERE SOME FRENCH FRIES IN THE CEILING FIXTURE, AND DEFINETLY A CHEESEBURGER IN THE PATHWAY TO THE BATHROOM. (OF THIS I AM SURE AS I PICKED BREAD AND CHEESE OUT OF THE MIDDLE BETWEEN MY TOES IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT). I BELIEVE I HEARD SOMEONE SAY, "OOPS" ON OCCASION, BUT BY THEN THEN ONLY THING STILL STRAIGHT WAS THE FUTON MATTRESS ON TOP OF THE POOL TABLE, AND IT OF COURSE HAD NO SHEET OR BLANKET. THAT IS WHERE THEY ALL DROPPED. FLAT ON AN UNMADE FUTON. HAD SMILES ON THEIR FACES LIKE HOGS IN A CORNFIELD. FOUND THEM LIKE THAT THIS MORNING. IT LOOKED LIKE IT HAD SNOWED IN THE NIGHT. I MEAN INSIDE! THERE WAS POPCORN EVERYWHERE. THE POOR CAT WAS IN HIDING, AND BUSTER WAS STILL LOOKING FOR THE STRAY CHICKEN NUGGET. THIS IS WHAT I WOKE TO. IN A STUNNED MENTAL STATE, I POKED MARTIN IN THE GUT TO WAKE HIM. HE SMILED A SLEEPY SMILE AND SAID, "HEY, LETS GOT TO WHATABURGER FOR BREAKFAST!" GOOD IDEA. EXCEPT I STILL HAVE THE BOYS. AND THEY STILL HAVE BOY ENERGY. ONLY NOW, THEY HAVE HUNGRY BOY ENERGY. LONG STORY SHORT, WE ORDERED PANCAKES, THEY WERE EATING, AND AN ELDERLY GENTLEMAN NEXT TO US SAID "HEY, YOU BOYS WANT TO HEAR A JOKE?' WELL, MERRY CHRISTMAS! NOW, THE BOYS AND THIS OLD GUY ARE TRADING JOKES, LAUGHING THEIR HEADS OFF AND NOT PAYING ATTENTION TO THEIR PANCAKES. I AM, HOWEVER PAYING ATTENTION TO THE PANCAKES THAT COST 3.00 A PLATE, THEY ARE NOW IN THE BOOTH AND ON THE TABLE. I NOTICED THAT ELI LEFT A HASH BROWN STICK AND THINKING THAT HE WAS THROUGH WITH HIS FOOD, I SNEAKED IT INTO HASH BROWN HUNGRY MOUTH. ALL OF 20 MINUTES LATER, HE SCREAMED, "WHO GOT MY HASH BROWN?!!!!!" OF COURSE, THEY ALL LOOK AT ME- I MEAN, THAT'S RIGHT, BLAME THE FAT LADY. WELL NOW, HE IS IN TEARS, HE REALLY WANTED THAT HASH BROWN, AND PAPA TELLS HIM, "HERE BOY, GO BUY SOME FRENCH FRIES, OH AND GET A BIG ONE, NANA MAY WANT SOME OF THOSE TOO!" BY NOW, IT SEEMS THAT EVERYONE IN THE RESTAURANT IS LOOKING AT ME THINKING, "HOW COULD SHE TAKE THE FOOD OUT OF THAT CHILD'S MOUTH?" WONDERFUL. FINALLY, AT THE END OF THE FRENCH FRIES, (I WANT SOME KETCHUP, HE GOT A BIGGER ONE, THESE DON'T HAVE ENOUGH SALT, WHY DID YOU ONLY GET ONE SUPER LARGE FRENCH FRY, THERE ARE 3 OF US) I GOT THE BIG NOTION TO GO GROCERY SHOPPING. BUT THAT IS ANOTHER STORY. SO, IT IS SATURDAY. I THINK I HAVE A DAY OFF. TIME WILL TELL. IF I CAN, I WILL GO TO THE HOSPITAL TODAY. BOBBIE JO GETS LONESOME, AND HER MARTIN NEEDS A BREAK. HE IS SO LOVING- SHE IS LUCKY TO HAVE HIM. I NEVER STOP THINKING ABOUT HER. SOMEHOW, I HAVE TO FIND A WAY TO BALANCE EVERYTHING. LOVE, NANASEE