What defines me?

I wake up feeling like total dog poop this morning. The running nasty kind that once you step in you just can’t get off your shoe. Yea, it was pretty darn awful. So I took myself into a shower and I medicated myself as much as I could and still function. I decided that I would not let being sick take my weekend from me. I had planned this wonderful breakfast for my love and my kids. I was going to make it happen. So I quietly exit the room carefully turning the knob attempting to not wake up my sleeping bear. I successfully escape off to wake the boys. ( The two macaw’s in the cages in the kitchen.) I turn on the light and I grab the container their food is kept. I first feed Mack dumping and refreshing his dish. Carefully pulling out some of the things I know are his favorite and putting those to the top of the dish. Just as papa would do if he had woke them. I open Boris door to his cage and let him climb out and crawl to the door of his cage. I take his dish out and replenish it as well. I then clean up the kitchen a bit. Cleaning off the table the stove and pulling out everything I would need for this fabulous breakfast I was about to make. I walk toward the second bathroom which also has our laundry room I was thinking of starting a load of laundry before the kitchen throw down. It was then that I realize that Clare Bear had flooded the entire bathroom/laundry room and it was making it’s way to the hallway darn near to the kitchen. My heart races good gravy the water was a few inches deep.

I frantically wake Clare to aide me in figuring out how on earth to clean this mess. I now have to once again carefully turn the handle on the door and get towels from the dirty clothes in my room. In and out 6 times I survive without waking him. Gosh he really does sleep like a bear. Clare and I giggle and slide through the water. Having a good old time. I return to the kitchen to start breakfast while Clare bear finishes up. She later returns to tell me she is all down. I make the mistake of asking her if it plunged and flushes! The girl goes flushes the toilet and here it comes again. Flooding everything all over again. I just begin laughing uncontrollably. I left Clare this time to figure it out as I had food on the stove. My creation of Reese Stuffed French Toast. What is this your wondering? Deliciousness!!! It is a mixture of cream cheese and powdered sugar to make the “stuffed filling” I spread that on one side of the bread. I then sprinkle a few pb chips and semi sweet chips on top of that and top with second piece of bread. After making into sandwich I dip then entirety of it into a beated egg mixture. Just as you would regular french toast. Grill in butter and top with whip cream. My love is a bit on the spoiled side so he requested syrup and nuts on top of his. So that is exactly what he got. Three of those and 10 slices of bacon. Then man cleaned his plate. Clare finally got the water dried once again and we left the toilet to the professional after he finished his breakfast. 🙂