I don't know what we did to piss off Mother Nature, but we had an earthquake, an aftershock and now we are waiting for Hurricane Irene to come barrelling down on us. The last time there was a hurricane traveling on this same path, we lost power for a week. {sob}
One good thing this hurricane brings with it? My new favorite phrase: The Cone of Uncertainty. I think I'm a permanent resident of the Cone of Uncertainty. Or the Cone of Discontent. The Cone of Irritiation? It's like Cone of Shame, you really can't go wrong with it. "Cone" is apparently always funny.
I can tell you one thing, I don't care if I have to scale fallen trees and live power lines to get there, I AM DROPPING MY KIDS OFF FOR THE FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL ON TUESDAY.
Remember how I was trying to prevent my annual nervous breakdown? It's evidently not possible. Breakdown set in somewhere after lunch yesterday. We are ALL DONE with summer.
Someone remind me to send all the kids to sleepaway camp the last week of summer next year. Or to go on vacation. (But not on the eastern seaboard, because hello, hurricane season.) Or schedule elective surgery. There's got to be a body part someone could take out that I'm not using. I want to be in the Cone of Isolation.
I went to what I'm 99.9% sure was my LAST kindergarten orientation last night. I think it's going to be ok. I'm really hoping it's the Cone of Excellent Behavior.
Stay safe, East Coasters.
(I'm over at the NEW DC Moms with a more serious post. Come take a look!)
4 comments:
LOL, I think this is one of my favourites, Sue. I've got my fingers (and toes) crossed for you that school starts as scheduled!
You have an misspelling at the end. It's "East Coners".
My husband is working everyday through Labor Day. I'm definitely in some kind of cone of uncertainty.
I'm in the Cone of Denial. School will start Monday. My power won't go out. My kids will make it through the weekend without murdering each other.
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Go ahead. I can take it.