Im dying. Last night, in the middle of the night Phillip comes banging into the bedroom. Apparently . when he was watching tv last night something fell in the chimney. He was totally freaked out. We had the damper closed so whatever is in there isn’t going anywhere. The best part was when we woke up this morning and we found a note on the counter:
Surrounded by other notes for emphasis:
Now those of you who know me, know Im always telling Sam to “Call the Guy”, for one reason or another, so this just had me rolling. You think your kids don’t really listen to EVERY WORD YOU SAY, but they do and then they become you..
Then I go in the family room and the fireplace screen is fortified with wood. What this is going to do exactly is anyone’s guess…
In other news, the 4th was really strange because we went to the beach and my eyes were really watery and it turns out I got A COLD IN MY EYE. Who does this? nobody but yours truly. Spent rest of evening and next day in bed. Feeling better now, thank god, because we’re leaving for Cape Cod for 3 days to visit our good friends Maury and Jeet. If I would have had to cancel, I would have flipped out.
Hope you all had a happy and healthy 4th. We’re about to head out the door, but first I have to call the guy.
For Fuck's Sake, Now I Have Cancer 