Rori’s school called my house yesterday.
It seems there has been a lice break out at her school.
I don’t know if any of you have had the pleasure of dealing with lice (or fleas) before, but let’s just say they’re a nightmare.
And of course they spotted a couple of live ones on her head.
So I spent the better part of last night washing and scrubbing EVERYTHING and EVERYONE trying to curb the scourge that had infested itself into our lives.
I think the next time the school calls to tell me that one of my children has even been in the same CLASSROOM as someone with lice; I’ll burn down my house.
Trust me; it’d be easier in the long run. At least insurance adjusters speak English.
And if all else fails… I can sugar their gas tanks.
Try to do that to lice!!
Anyway… now that I’ve offically posioned my entire family (including my husband’s right eye), causing us all to go completely loopy from the fumes of the sprays and gels and shampoos,… I’ll attempt to coherently tell you about the rest of my day/week/month/something or other.
As per your request, Nicole and I are going out again tonight. And to an establishment that does not serve any type of conscious altering beverages.
I know, I give and I give and I give…
Remember those kittens you fell in love with just a few days ago?
They’re all sold. They’ll be leaving my house in spurts come Tuesday. They’re giving me some ‘last day’ snuggles right now. Two have curled up on my lap (you know just to make me feel guilty for getting rid of them) while the third has been attacking my sockless foot for the last half an hour. Her claws are getting sharp!
I woke up this morning to a mountain of snow. It seems as if our town officially shut down.
It makes me laugh when I hear that businesses are closing shop due to snow. Normally schools do, not wanting to endanger the lives of the little ones, but businesses? Aren’t we Canadian? We’re used to this kind of thing! We don’t freak out over a little white stuff in the air! I scoffed at Old Man Winter this morning determined not to let him slow me down.
I had things to do, meetings to make, items to acquire! I was a Canadian… I stopped for no man… no matter how old or frosty.
… I got stuck three times trying to get down my road.
Old Man Winter – 1
Heather – 0
Double Damn it… now that I’ve been talking about lice, my head is starting to itch again! Let’s pray it’s psychosematic.
I can hear my young ones upstairs running around their rooms refusing to nap. Perhaps their heads are itchy too. Or perhaps karma is just dealing out one last blow for my taking on Winter earlier this morning.
In any case, I hope you all have a wonderful weekend!
(Told you I was loopy from noxious gases.)