Monday is ugly. His mama dresses him funny, and he’s taking it out on the rest of us. The only solution: send lawyers, guns and money … or chocolate … bourbon could probably do the most good. But that’s not the point.
After what can only be described as a traumatic morning at home, which culminated in Monkey Boy screaming because he got his hand caught in the dog kennel, (again, I assert to no one in particular: he’s gifted) he came to the office with me for a little while to calm down. He played with his trucks and ate a snack. After the appropriate amount of kid spoilage, I took him to school.
But I still just can’t get my mojo working today. I’m annoyed for no real reason, and all the normal daily irritations are about to give me a rash. I feel like Toby Ziegler on West Wing when he announced, “There is literally no one I do not hate right now.” So in that charitable spirit, I give you today’s theme song: