Who are you people and where is my family?

So, it's February break here in New York State which basically means to hell with parents who usually have other things going on in their lives, as most do any other week of the year. Fortunately as a new "unemployed" victim of only 2 weeks now, I have the wonderful opportunity to be locked up with four "can't-do-anything-on-my-own-but-tattletale" kids this week. Hoo - fucking - Rah.

Oh, and did I mention my gorgeous and entertaining husband

is home til 2:30 each day to help out?

See, here is basically what my morning consisted of:

My Husband, In Character...

And if you didn't notice, that's supposed to be a character sticking out his tongue with a scarf around its neck... don't you see the black eyes and nose? Do you get it now? No???

So then of course: Like Father, Like Son

And God forbid my youngest doesn't jump right in... here ya go:

Yeah, they are on the top stair mocking an entire play

upside down. This went on for almost an hour.

I repeat: Send. Help. Now. P.L.E.A.S.E.

PS...just got a call tonight around 5:30 to drive an hour and a half tomorrow for a 4pm interview - just after we promised the kids to take them on a tour of Howes caverns located an hour and a half in the OPPOSITE direction of my interview destination. Driving, hiking, driving, suit on, driving, interviewing, driving.

Shit. My life sucks. Royally.