I should know this mantra. So this morning when we were outside vacuuming out my car I should have known not to leave the keys in it while the babes climbed over the seats. I should have known not to close one door before opening another. I should have been prepared for my son pressing the lock button as I circled around the back to open another.

It is 75 degrees outside and it took the police nearly 20 minutes to arrive. It took another 15 minutes for the locksmith to arrive. It took him another 10 minutes to get the door open. As P sat inside playing with the blinkers I watched as his little head became drenched in sweat. I think this is heart attack number four million and twenty eight that my son has brought on...

After this debacle you would think my day would have no where to go but up. You are wrong. I dropped the babes off at my Aunt's for the day so they would be out of the house when the floor was being refinished. I had intended on spending the afternoon on my backsplash and then packing my bags to stay over at my mom's for the evening. My main floor bathroom is out of commission as the tiles are being reglazed and, as I mentioned, the upstairs floors are being refinished. Just as the floor people left I realized I really had to pee. It was about the same time I realized I have no bathroom. This was also the same time I realized I had a dinner date and was spending the night at my mom's house and COULD NOT GET ANYTHING OUT OF MY UPSTAIRS BATHROOM FOR TWO DAYS! No makeup, no face soap, no lotion, no nothing!

So here I am...peeing in a bowl, makeup free, in my pajamas waiting for my babes to wake up from their nap so I can go and get them and head to Walgreen's. Get it together Brooke.