Call me Oscar!

Monday's riddle....."Who has the case of the Monday's?"


My "good mood Monday" stemmed from my awful night.




(This was me at midnight last night)















Yah, so Randy has been sick! I can't escape the germs of sixth graders for the life of me, and now my husband is right there with them. I basically have recreated my germ-free bubble here at my house. After every sneeze, cough, basically any movement, I chant one of the following, "Cover your mouth," "Sanitize your hands," "Cough into your sleeve not your hand," "Get a tissue please." I don't think it's too much to ask, and yet he looks at me the same way my sixth graders do, like I'm crazy. I basically wanted Randy to stand out in the backyard so I could hose him down with my Lysol.

He also has this nasty cough. It's not like (cough, cough- whoo I'm glad that's out of my throat) It's more like this (cough, cough, cough, louder cough, three coughs in a row, pause to gather more breath, loudest cough of the sequence followed by a sigh). Then it's followed by me fussing and telling him to get a cough drop. (I usually don't "fuss" but midnight brings out the fussies in me.)

So he did this little sequence of coughs for like a half hour around midnight last night. I couldn't take it anymore! "Randy get a cough drop NOW!!" He replied, "I don't want to have to rebrush my teeth once I eat a sugary cough drop."


Ummm, WHAT?


I was reaching irate at this point. It was 12:30, and Randy was playing track 5 on the coughing CD. I hit his arm and said, "Can you see me glaring at you? Because that's what I'm doing. I'm glaring! This is me glaring."

What does he do? Get a cough drop, is that what you said? No he laughed! Can you believe it? He laughed at me! And then he packed up his pillow as I instructed him to find the couch....okay okay it didn't go this far because he wised up. He found that ricola faster than you can say "sleeping downstairs."

so the answer to Monday's riddle is......
well...do we really have to guess? I think it's pretty self-explanatory, don't you? If you're confused, call randy's cellular. He has a pretty good guess for you.

Functioning on only 5.5 hours of sleep....nighty night!