Going up in flames

To all my Facebook friends and family,

I'm so sorry but, you're going to have to relive the first part of today's post. Thanks for understanding.

XO,
Karla :)

For the rest of ya's, here was my status (small book) yesterday afternoon:

"I think we're nuts. We're outside. In case you missed it, it's blazing hot. Which I'm totally cool with. I prefer summer over winter. Maybe you wanna know what the girls are doing?? Wiping handfuls of dirt all over their arms & legs. :) I told them to stop. I even threatened to throw them in the pool. Why is that a threat? Because the pool is GREEN. Ya, I've been lazy......"

But what ALL of you don't know......

All of us were freezing! I'm sure it had something to do with eating ice frosties (the girls) & smoothies (me).

Right about this time, I hear my husband inserting his little "You're nuts" commentary. He works out in it & never understands how a person could get the chills in the dead-heat-of-summer. Well buddy guess what? You're looking at a chic who does & apparently our girls got a little of me in them after all. Oh stop that. I'm talking about the body temperature not the attitude!!!

Right, sorry, back to it then.....this is why we headed outside. Didn't take long to thaw out. Us, Frosties, & Smoothie, melting. But oho no, the girls don't wanna come in. They want to defile themselves. Not because it's the in thing to do but simply because mommy said not to.

Never fear though. See, I pretend I don't care. Instead I pick my butt up off the chair & force myself to empty the pool. Of course, I'm shuttering thinking about having to even step on a side to let the water out. I could have even mini threw up. Just sayin.......

It's a good thing I can just pop the air valves open & let it deflate to drain. That's more like it. Now, where did the pressure-washer nozzle get off to? I distinctly remember Gala walking around with it. At this point, I'm pretty sure I should have confiscated it from her back then. While I'm trying to hold a finger over the hose & spray the green out of the pool, I'm brainstorming ideas on "The other 'joy' of having kids". A completely sarcastic post, all about the things you get when you have kids, besides the obvious. However, I'm not sure how well received that post would have been. I'm generally afraid you'll take me to heart.

Instead, I went back, sat down, & starting posting the aforementioned Facebook status. Right about then the girls came up on the deck, showing off their not-so-awesome "dirt tattoos". Good time to play with the webcam. I've had this computer for months & have yet to use it. Matter of fact, I've never used one. I'm a tab bit behind the times. You should hear my bluetooth story. Or have I told you that one? Hmmm, can't remember.....

I went slightly off topic again didn't I?

I busted out the hose on the girls. No way were they stepping foot in the house looking like that! 4 very soaked people later, I decided this is what we should have been doing all along. That was until, HC decided to take a slip-n-slide on the nice green pool floor. THAT is no slip-n-slide, my dear. FUN'S OVER!!

I hose HC off once more, removing all the green slime. I request the girls strip undies off on the hardwoods, grab a diaper, & have RD grab a towel out of the bathroom so I can change HC's diaper. Obviously, at this point, RD & Gala need new dry panties. I let them know I'm running upstairs to grab some. Only, when I get up there, I want to scream because their room is a wreck. Every last bit of bed clothing, pillows, & babies are laying on the floor. Deep sigh. I pull open RD's undie drawer & 400 babies pop out at me. WHAT THE?! Kids!! Then I realize all of Gala's undies are missing. Every last undie is on the floor behind the chair. Another deep sigh.....

I head into my bedroom, lay down the girls dry undies, strip off my soaked clothes, grab me some dry shorts & panties. At least I thought I grabbed panties. I was brainstorming again about this post. I was wondering if you guys would be saying "well, how did their rooms get so messy? How could she not know? Is she that oblivious to what's taking place over there?"

I then wondered if I am? Oblivious, that is. No, of course I'm not. I know. I really do know. But at the time, I don't really care cuz they are having so much fun & I'm getting a few things done. It's not like they're truly hurting anything.....

As I was saying, through my constant brainstorming, I thought I had taken myself out a dry pair of undies. I unconsciously picked them up off the dresser & thought "Man, these seem really small." I guess they should be. They weren't mine at all. They were RD's. I hadn't taken any out for myself.

Yes, right then I knew I would share my chaotic little hour with you. An hour?? Yeah, with 3 kids, a lot can happen in an hour......

I had my hubby proof read me. His comment? "Sounds like the patients are running the asylum."

Niiiiiiiiiice........sorry, it's the truth. I can't help it. I better look for a new j-o-b.