Thrice with Lice, That's Nice

So what can I say. The day started out fairly normal. Just your typical Fuller Family juggling act sort of day. Wake up at 6am. Check email. The husband is out of town. Mom is out of town. The kids are at Great Grandma's because I had school last night. The cleaning lady is coming today so I have to clean the house before she cleans the house! Speaking of that. The worst part of hiring a cleaning lady is picking up before she comes. So can't I just pay extra and have them do the pick up part too? I mean since when does "I don't do windows." mean "I don't do clutter." Honestly I think the clutter is the hard part. Once the clutter is gone, cleaning is easy. So the way I see it, I should be paying them to deClutter my house so I can see it well enough to clean it. Duh. Well once I figure out how to negotiate that in Espanol I'll let you know.

Anyway, I pick the kids up at GG's at 7:30am. Just in time to take them to school and go to Donuts for Dads with Claire's 2nd grade class at 8:15am. Although I wasn't her first choice, Geoff was at a golf tournament with Voo Voo in Turlock so it was me or nothing kiddo. I offered to dress up like Dad but apparently that would have been "embarrassing". So I get there early sipping my coffee and then finally go in and sit next to four East Indian gentlemen and another Mom who's husband had a "conference call" he couldn't get out of. She rolls her eyes.

The performance was cute. Sort of similar to Muffins for Moms but without the boo hooing. I attempted at video with my camera again, but this time its not my fault that a really tall kid with a fat head is standing right in front of Claire. No offense but Dude - Get out of the way! So look for a pair of glasses without a nose or mouth and that's Claire.

So by the time I get home and get back to work it's time for lunch. Leann and Caron are going to Mimi's for lunch and want to know if I can join them. I usually decline because I'm too "busy" at work but today I decide what the hell. After a bloody mary and soup/salad the phone rings. Alisal. The school. That's never good. It's the nurse. Debby. Camryn has lice. Nice. Fuck. Shit. Damn. Ok, I'll be right there. Caron knows everyone and everything. If you have a problem. She has an answer. Google aint got nothin on her. Gotta love that. Before I'm off the phone she has a number scribbled on a napkin of a Lice Treatment place in Castro Valley. Her friends kid had lice three times and never got rid of it. Then they went to this place and viola.

It's 3:30pm and Camryn and Claire and I all have lice and a young lady named RosaLinda is combing our hair until our eyes tear. Fuck. Shit. Damn. Two hours later we leave there with a dent in our wallet but lice free. Cool. We have to go back for two more treatments to make sure they are gone, but the worst is over. On the way to the lice treatment place I was explaining that sometimes there are bumps in the road and we just have to roll with it. So although we had to cancel the play date with Nicole today and miss her hip hop class we can still make the best of the situation.

On the way home I tell the girls I think we really need to stop for ice cream because that "sucked." They agree of course. Chocolate Cookie Dough and Cotton Candy. On the way home Leann summons me for a apple martini. Twist my arm. Change clothes and off we go. After some pizza and wine we are back at home. Kids crash out, I put more laundry in, vacuum our pillows, comb and treat our hair one more time. Tomorrow we are going to see Kungfoo Panda at the movies.