... The Mouse Will Play - Day 5: Curses!

BEFORE

Ready for the big reveal? . . .

AFTER

$5.34 in spray paint, $5 for a new light cover, $0 for leftover wood stain.  TaDAAAH!

Of course, Mr. C looked at it last night and pronounced it "Yucky", but what's he know?

We'll see what Bee thinks.  In fact, we'll see in approximately 6 hours, since he just called to tell me they're on their way home.  Sadly-enough, I'm absolutely pissed.  I was hoping for at least another day or two with the house (kind of) to myself.  I had two more recipes I wanted to try to cook.  Not to mention this:

Each carton is more than half-full: how am I supposed to eat it all in the next 6 hours??

I took Mr. C on an expedition this morning to the local wastewater treatment plant (woo HOO!), which I'd actually heard has a good interpretive center.  It's kind of like one of those hands-on science centers, with lots of buttons to touch on computers and things.  But it's free.  I liked that part.

They had a bunch of craft stations set up today, so here's what Mr. C made (with LOTS of help):

a green elephant pencil cup, a sheet of multi-colored paper, a water-bottle planter, and a toilet paper tube snake

Yes, that green-covered can is supposed to be an elephant.  Guess Mr. C and I have to work on where the parts of the face go.

After our expedition, we went to Wendy's for hamburgers.  I know: boo, hiss: I'm a bad mother.  But I had set aside $30 in 'fun' money for my 'stay-cation' this week, and all I'd spent so far was $14 (on ice cream, natch).  

And it's a good thing I went ahead and used some fun money today, since my stay-cation is over in about an hour.  An hour, you ask?  Why, yes, I reply; because I have to leave early to drive across town to drop Mr. C off with a friend tonight so I can then drive WAAAY across town for my gardening class; then Bee will be home by the time I get back.   But heaven forbid he not break multiple traffic laws on his 8-hour drive to get home early enough so I wouldn't have to find a sitter.  How inconsiderate!

I know, I know: I'm a bitch.  But I just started to get into the groove of my vacation today, and now it's over.  Curses!

I think I'd better drown my sorrows with ice cream.