It's been one of those crazy whirlwind weekends where you have no idea where your pants are, there's melted cheddar cheese in the chandelier and for some reason a raccoon has taken residence inside your entertainment center.
Most would attribute that to a wild college weekend only all this carnage isn't due to 20 year olds strung out on grain alcohol and Big macs. We were visited by a 5 year and 9 month old from Friday night til Monday afternoon. Throw in Essie who was on par with the 5 year olds energy and need to knock over everything in her path and every other word this weekend was either "No!" "SIT!" or "FORTHELOVEOFGODJUSTSTOP!"
I've rented a spray washer to take care of most of the mess, but on top of all that I've got a lovely cold starting at the back of my throat.
When will I post next, I have no idea. But certainly not until I can come up with a plan for the crocodile jammed in our toilet.
In the mean time enjoy this hilarious video. Long Live Deadpool:
Now where did I put that flamethrower?