MOP

If you have been listening to me whine all summer about swim team, swim team practice, swim team coaches, swim team this and swim team that, then you know how much I despise anything to do with swimming. Well, like the summer torture didn't do it for me, I am really asking for it because I just registered Jeneane for a year round torture process, I mean team.

Believe it or not I am excited. Jeneane is getting good. I mean sometimes it is hard for me to watch her because I am so competitive and she is so darn laid back. I'm screaming from the sidelines and getting hemorrhoids from the strain and she's floating on by like she is there just to work on her tan. But sometimes, just sometimes, you see the light in her eyes and she actually swims like I know she can and guess what....she comes in second or third and I'm the crazy mom doing handstands!!!

We are winding the summer down and getting ready for school. I still can't get the kids in bed anytime before midnight. I'm actually going to try and slip them some Tylenol PM tonight.

Oh, I almost forgot to mention the best news of all. My house actually got cleaned today. The housekeeper is back from vacation. This is so gross but I have to tell. She came to my house with her own mop (from her house). I'm like "what the hell is that?" She says she doesn't want to use my mop because it's too fancy. I freaked out. Can you imagine? What the hell is wrong with people....like I want her nasty mop on my floors. OK...now you know.