7:00 am – Wake up…. Late

7:05 a.m.  Jump in the shower. Run like a chicken with my head cut off getting ready for work.

8:00 am – Arrive to place of employment on time. Whew!

8:02 a.m. finish hair do in employee bathroom.

8:05 am – receive phone call from husband.

Me: This is Kal

Husband: Hey did I tell you I made a dentist appointment for our son and myself for today?

Me: Um no.

Husband: Oh yeah, Son is getting a root canal and I am getting MY WISDOM TEETH PULLED!!!!

Me: WHAT?

Husband: Oh yeah it will be fine.

Me: WHAT? GRRRRRRRRRRRREAT!

10:30 a.m.

Leave work super early to assists family at the dentist.

11:30 a.m. Arrive at dentist office

12:30 p.m. FINALLY get Son into the dentist chair.

2:00 p.m. Son gets out of the chair & Husband gets in.

2:05 p.m. Son and daughter decide that the dentist waiting room SUCKS. They go to the trusty family mini van.

3:00 p.m. Get husband out of dentist chair ~ minus 2 wisdom teeth.  That he now has in his pocket. (Gross!)

3:05 Get half stoned  groggy husband into the trusty family mini van.

3:06 Try to start the trusty family mini van. No Luck! The trusty family mini van ain’t so trusty today.

Please remember now… I have a 13 year old son who just had a root canal.  And a 37 year old baby, husband that has just had his wisdom teeth yanked out of his head pulled. And a teenage daughter. ( who thinks we super suck & she knows EVERYTHING)

3:07

Me: WHY WON”T THE VAN START?

 17 yr old smarter than everyone Daughter: I don’t know why it won’t start? The only thing I did was LISTEN TO THE RADIO AND RUN THE AIR CONDITIONER FOR 2 HOURS. But it should be ok because I didn’t turn the car on all the way.

Me: WHAT!

Needless to say: We now have a very dead battery.

Husband: Beep Bleep Beep BLEEP BEEP BLEEP!!!!! We are censoring what Husband said cuz this is a family blog. He is trying to scream talk with a mouth full of gauze.  Can’t understand a thing except those dad gum cuss word come out perfectly clear. Huh?

 So now I have a crying female teenager also.Thanks to my ever so sensitive husband.

3:15 I ask the scary man parked next to us if he would give me a jump.

Scary man: Uh huh

Me: Thank you!

Scary man: Uh huh

We finally get the trusty family mini van running. I pack up 1 son, who bless his heart is being very patient and helpful. 1 crying hormonal teenage daughter and one  very grumpy, in pain, bleeding  husband.

FYI:

If you ever get your wisdom teeth pulled and are on blood thinners for a heart condition, please tell the dentist. That way the proper procedures can be set in place and you will not bleed buckets of blood  a lot. And your lovely wife will not get the daylights scared out of her. She may even get some sleep that night. Instead of lurking over you, worried that you are bleeding to death in front of her very eyes.

Just a little friendly advice.

4:15 Arrive home. Drag half stoned groggy husband out of mini van. Put him to bed on the couch. By now Son has recover and is reeking havoc in the hood.  Daughter has recovered from the frustration that was taken out on her. I transferred more money into our children’s counseling fund.

4:30 Make a large pot of soup for boys to slurp on for the next several days.

9:00 p.m. Blogging.  Lurking over  Watching husband STILL bleeding buckets. Wondering why I am not a raging alcoholic.

Soon I will go to bed and start all over again tomorrow!