April Fools? Why Yes, We Are.

April Fool's Day. The Supermoon. Whatever, you want to blame it on - we got duped.

After an exhausting Friday at work, I made it home mere seconds before Kenny arrived from his day-long weather conference. I quickly ran inside, disabled the alarm, let Biz out of our room and rushed to get Charles out of his kennel. We stood outside and waited for Kenny to get out of his car. You could tell he too was deliriously tired. I whined a little about how hungry I was, being it was a Lenten Friday, it was either a vegetarian night or seafood. I wanted seafood.

We came into the house. Kenny headed toward the bedroom where he was going to change out of his shirt and tie when he suddenly stopped at the door. He looks at me, and says three times over, "Do not come in here." I thought for sure he was playing a joke on me. I laughed and walked over.

Friends, I am not kidding. This was no joke. Bisbee, who had been in our bedroom all day had miraculously poo'd on almost every square inch of our bedroom floor. Where there wasn't a pile, there were paw prints where she had trampled in it.

Kenny was gagging and started opening the windows. I put on the mommy hat and ran for gloves, bags and resolve. It was the worst 1.5 hours of doody clean up in the history of doody clean up. I think we both wanted to cry because we were so tired, and so hungry but we sucked it up and got the job done as good as we could. The soonest the carpet cleaner could come was Friday of this week. I was very angry but understood it was an accident. She obviously was sick...How could I be mad at this face. Easily. Anyone want an old blind dog?

We cleaned up and talked about if we had the stomach for dinner. Now more than ever my stomach and child were screaming for some food. I still had my heart set on seafood.

Now, did I mention that Kenny had to go to work at 9p.m. By this time, it was 6:30. We headed to our neighborhood Chinese food place as we knew it would be quick and we could get KP home and in bed before heading to work.

Nope.

The dining room was full. They had one waitress and after an hour and a half I asked for status of our order. The answer, "10 minutes. He just started cooking it." I gritted my teeth and told myself, there are starving kinds in 3rd world countries that would wait days to eat. When I saw my food, I was overly thrilled. Kenny plowed into his plate and I took a bite of my Kung Bao Shrimp, only to realize, it was raw. I flagged the waitress down and she pretty much refused to make me a new plate but took the dish off my bill. Now I am starving and Kenny is trying to shovel food into his mouth because it is 8:15.

We paid and left and I told Kenny, I need food. What is left in this town to eat.

As I mowed down a 6 piece chicken McNugget from McDonald's, a place I proudly hadn't eaten at in well over a year, I thought about how I was going to

be forgiven on the meat thing because He had to have known we were both April Fools.

Although Kenny didn't get an ounce of sleep, he survived the night and now we can laugh about it.