Slug

Today is MLK day. As in Martin Luther King, the greatest civil rights leader of all time. I have off from work tonight, a holiday bestowed upon us with the condition that we will put ourselves out in service to the public today. I do not think I am going to adequately fulfill that condition.

It is now 2 in the afternoon and the kids and I are STILL in our pajamas. Katie did not have school today, so we spent a good part of the morning laying in bed, drinking chocolate milk, snuggling and watching Handy Manny and Charlie & Lola on Playhouse Disney. Or, more accurately, they drank the chocolate milk and watched the cartoons while I attempted to squeeze in a few extra Z's while alternately getting poked and prodded by various fingers in my eyes, mouth, ears, etc.

I have accomplished exactly nothing today. Finding a DSL filter for the new phone we bought yesterday hardly qualifies as an accomplishment, and certainly doesn't fall anywhere in the realm of public service. I suppose the ONE redeeming factor is the ton of baby stuff, clothes and toys we put outside for Purple Heart to pick up today. Or should I say my dear husband put outside, bless his heart.

I guess I'm in a bit of a funk today. Must be the crappy weather coupled with my dear ol' aunt being in town. Blah. I guess everyone is entitled to a slug day every now and again.

Do you think if I brushed my hair and teeth and put some make up on, would that qualify as a public service? At the very least, I wouldn't scare the crap out of small kids and repulse them with my dinosaur breath. Hmmmmm....

Update: Well, I did manage to clean BOTH bathrooms -- so if perhaps some random person needs to use my bathroom, at least they won't catch e coli. So, there's my public service. :0)