After our history, even though we are still friends, my ex husband and Mr. Frogmans dad (one in the same) sometimes absolutely amazes me. Last night, Friday, Mr. Frogmans dad Septic Man came to pick him up for his weekend stay at his house. It's an every other weekend occurance. Not only did he want Mr. Frogman but he invited Monkey Dude Jr too! Suddenly Wolfman, Little Sister and I are at home and we can't think of a spur of the moment thing to do. As we sat there discussing it, my only thought was that I wanted to sleep. I had been up since 4:30 in the morning, at work since 7am and finally off work at 6:30pm and home by 7pm. As we sat in the living room pondering what to do, Wolfmans cousin came over to visit for a bit. During his visit I put him in contact with my brother Trucker, since they both like to ride motorcycles and he wanted to see if he wanted to go for a ride. It was all good and I told him to call me back sometime tonight.
I decided by 10pm my day was over. I climbed into bed after a 20 minute hot tub soak and went to sleep. I woke up suddenly to my cell phone ringing. My brother Trucker was calling and it was a quarter to 12. My own fault I told him to call me anytime that night and he did. We talked about his week and then hung up. I curled up under the soft, warm fuzzy, very inviting blankets and put my head on the pillow and I was out.
What seemed like only minutes later my phone was ringing again. Who would be calling me at midnight I thought? I looked down at the phone and it was my baby sister. If she was calling something was wrong. She would never call me in the middle of the night unless it was an emergency. I missed the call and called her right back. She was in tears. She needed me to come and pick her up. When I asked her where she was she didn't know, all she knew is that she had gotten into a fight iwth a friend and the friend clocked her good in the eye, the fire department and police department were there and they needed someone to come and pick her up. I asked her to hand her phone to the nearest person fire or police. They told me her location and I set out. Wolfman had heard the phone ring and part of the conversation and volunteered to come along to drive her car home.
I had thought it was about 12:30 am and looked at the clock when I climbed into the car. It was 3:30 am! I felt like Mr.Frogman at dinner wearing the invisible cape and holding the sword shouting, "Here I come to save the day!" Big sister to the rescue.
Come to find out she had been drinking and her and her friend from kindergarten had gotten into a fight. Good Ol' Cat Fight between 2 girls who were drunk. I finally got her home and managed to drag my sorry back end back to bed by 5:30am after another 20 minute soak in the hot tub to relax again. And here I thought I was going to get to sleep in with no kids at home to wake me up to the sound of cartoons Saturday morning. Although after last night I would have rather dealt with that than someone drunk and puking.
As I headed into work this morning, yes yes I had to work today too, I called Mr.Frogmans dad to arrange pick up of Monkey Dude Jr. It was all set, we were to go out to the house, have dinner with their family and get MDJ and come home. I would pick up Mr. FM tomorrow so he would have one more day with his dad.
I headed out to pick up Monkey Dude Jr from my ex husbands house tonight when I get a call that says he is asking to stay another night. Wolfman of course agrees as he knows he is having fun. We sit here again wondering what to do or if we should attempt another good night's sleep. I will sit here and ponder a bit more and see what happens. The hot tub beckons again....Ohhh a massage sounds so good too! Hmmmmm.....Wolfman what are you up to???? ;)
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