ok maybe i am on punk'd?

except i'm not famous. and forced to spend even a hair of a second with that ass ashton kutcher, i would surely end up in jail : have i ever mentioned my heartfelt disdain for him? i don't know what it is about him - but added to the fact that he advertises for the other team, nikon.... well, let's just say i am sooooo N-O-T a fan :

so far this morning Danny has had a huge emotional breakdown about the fact that his slime doesn't fart anymore :

and asked for waffles with syrup and the second they were cut into minute pieces changed his mind and wanted peanut butter instead - getting peanut butter onto tiny pieces of waffle: impossible

and Sam has asked 37 questions about how to operate the new kettle (which i love - horray!!! but now i want this milk frother too to complete my beverage station!!!) it's a kettle!!! it has one button!!!

and there is a stare-off at the cat food bowl, Mr Bumps is refusing to give Friday access to the food, despite the fact that he is too full to eat anymore :(

oh and you know... having thought it over, it totally bugs me that the woman from the library called me instead of emailed when i sent an email that didn't anywhere say call ME. especially since i didn't include my phone number, which suggests i hate the phone, right? how many people did she bother before she found the right one?? there can't just be one of me in a group of 33 libraries... is there a note against my name saying my children are louder than 2 decibels...? i am just going to have my fake assistant tell her today that i can only be reached via email. isn't there an etiquette about that? if someone calls, you call back.... or if they write a letter, you write back, not email.... sigh.... i despair of people, i really do :

off for more coffee and a handful of gummivites - back later

newsflash: My Bumps is now eating the non-farting slime - cue bawling child and barfing cat in 5..... 4.... 3... 2..