My intention when I started this blog was to share the shenanigans that my family was always involved in or creating.  Then I had some thoughtful and serious messages that I felt were worthy of a share.  So this post about last night is typical of what happenes in this house on a somewhat regular basis.

We went to a friends to watch commercials last night, I mean a sporting event.  My family is so not into sports, so we really liked the commercials last night.

Once we got home the boys went to bed and I was in bed by about 9:20pm and probably asleep by 9:22pm.  I was beyond tired and ate way too much junk!

So picture this… around 1:00am or 1:40am (all the clocks in our house are WRONG) we are awakened by the sound of someone throwing up.  Awesome!  Middle of the night!  You know that moment when you are suddenly woken up and it takes you a moment to get your bearings?  That was me in the middle of the night.  Was it a kid or a dog?  It was coming from the bathroom.  Part of me was hoping it was a kid, because chances are they would make it to the toilet. Especially since they were already in the bathroom. But if it was a dog, at least no one would have to stay home from school. However, that would mean cleaning up something nasty in the middle of the night.

So Jason and I both stagger to the bathroom half-asleep to see who it is. It’s a dog. Whew, right! All over the bathroom rug. It would have been pretty easy to wipe it up from the tile floor, but no, all over the rug.

Jason scoops the rug up and throws it in the bathtub.  He says we will deal with that in the morning.  What?  He just threw a rug full of puke in the shower I will be using in about 5 hours!  Who is going to deal with it then?  I get Sailor outside and get her calmed down.  It’s raining outside at this point too.

I come back in with wet hair and crawl back into bed.  Jason is already snoring.  Awesome!

About an hour passes and I hear something crash.  Something fall that sounded like a shampoo bottle hitting the bathtub.  Who’s in the bathroom now?  Go in and the shower curtain is already pulled back and I find another dog in the bathtub eating someone else’s throw-up!  Are you kidding me??  It’s now about 2:45am or 3:20am, who really knows!  I get the dog and the rug and go outside again.  This time it’s really raining.  I mean pouring down rain.  I’m standing in my driveway shaking a rug, yelling at a dog and thinking about crying.  I often wonder what the neighbors really think about us.