The bugs are back!

School has notices up all over the place. Yep, the bugs have made a return visit to the classroom next door to Petra's. Damn friggen, nasty lice!

I can deal with almost any childhood ailment, save this one. Lice truly scare me to my core. And you know why: if Pet gets the bugs, mommy gets the bugs. It's just that simple.

Granted, we haven't had a sighting on the child yet, but I stress YET. It's only a matter of time.

If for some reason we end up dealing with this nightmare, I'm calling this woman. Apparently she's very effective and discreet. I don't care that she's more expensive per hour than daycare is. The point is, she GETS RID OF BUGS. And in my book, it would be the most worthwhile $300 bucks (give or take) ever spent.

I hate the world.

I really do at this moment. I am so aggravated and sick of the WORLD right now, all I want to do is throw my laptop out the window. (Not that I will because I'm not sure work would appreciate it all that much...and that reminds me, I really should've purchased that Slam Man when I had the chance).

No, my friends, I've had a very long and stressful week and on top of it all, I had to get up with Rae Rae at 5am this morning.

Which reminds me: did I tell you my husband thinks I was out partying all week at the sales meeting? Having a good time while he was here at home toiling away? You know, because I didn't really work SIXTEEN hour days. That's just what I told everyone. No, instead I kicked back, hit the beach and took it easy the entire week.

Wish it were so, my friends. Wish it were so.

I swear, I need a vacation. A real one. To Bora Bora. Without work or kids or husbands or annoying, fake people who use smiley faces in their emails after smacking you down with a back-handed compliment.

So just let me have my Howard Dean moment, BLEEAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!!