Momma said there'll be days like this, there'll be days like this momma said (NOT)

There are a few things you don’t want to hear your husband scream at the top of his lungs, from the bathroom, at 6:30 on a weekday morning – especially when you overslept by an hour and you know you are going to be late for work.


Some of those things are:


Oh my God!

   Son of a bitch!

          I don’t believe it!

                  Holy crap!

                             You got to be kidding me!



As I put on my sweatpants I heard my husband, Marc, yelling all of these from the bathroom.  With only one leg in my pants I made a mad dash into the room and screamed, “What happened?”


Marc didn’t answer.  I bolted in, with the grace of an elephant.  I was relieved to find him in one piece and in an upright position.  As he stood there staring at Lucy, the kitten, I repeated, “What happened?”


Looking a little traumatized he replied, “I don’t fucking believe it,” was his response.  This wasn’t very helpful….


“Can you please tell me what happened?” I asked.


“Lucy….Lucy….” He stammered.  “She jumped in the toilet bowl.”


“Ugh.  Okay.  But that isn’t so terrible.”


“Oh it is… Because I was peeing!”



If this wasn’t bad enough – then the parents gave me a bath in the sink….

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