Sistah Pat

Up before the sun. Only plan on doing that for a few more days and then I’m gonna sleep till noon! Three more days with students and then two more to clean up the mess. Hope the kids behave themselves today. I’m wearing a black leather bra and thong, thigh-high black leather boots with stiletto heels and carrying a whip. If that doesn’t make them sit up and take notice, I don’t know what will.

The cat’s going crazy this morning. Running the length of the hall and then leaping up in the air to do a flip/twist before running back down in the other direction. Don’t know where she gets all her energy.

We officially opened the pool yesterday. The three youngest grandkids and the little boy who lives next door spent the day splashing around the pool with their teeth chattering and then lounging around the spa until their color came back while I worked on the garden all day. Didn’t plant anything but I did a lot of cleanup and weeding.

6:20 - I’m ready (except for adjusting my garters) and the cat threw up. No wonder, if I bounced off the walls like she did, I’d throw up, too.

Counting on DS to go to McDonald’s main office today and pick up the “notarized statement on letterhead stationary” stating that DGS worked at Mickey D’s and this is really, truly, honestly his social security number.

3:45 - Home again and starving to death!  I skipped breakfast this morning and was starving by the time lunch rolled around.  Couldn’t get a break so I decided to do a working lunch.  Microwaved my entree, pulled it out of the oven, and immediately dropped it on the floor.  Crap!  Good thing I didn’t have any cash or I might have wandered down to the cafeteria and that’s something I never want to do.  So, I got busy again and forgot about it until I got off work and the hunger hit me again.  I need FOOD!  NOW!  I’ve been on the go for almost 12 hours with nothing to eat.  So…I’m sitting here forcing myself to slow down and eat a carton of lowfat yogurt while I wait for a lean cuisine to heat up.  Hopefully, I can keep from tossing it on the floor this time.
DS got the super dooper, official letterhead stationary, notarized, signed in blood, document that says:

Andrew R worked at our McDonald’s Restaurant, 3100 Poplar Level Rd. Louisville, KY in 2005.  The social security number we have on file for him is — — —- .  Sincerely, Jane Doe, Controller

Okay, I guess that carries a lot more weight than an official, certified letter from the social security office.  We’ll find out tomorrow…or Thursday.  I still haven’t decided if I’m going to let him get out of school early tomorrow.  He has a final at the end of the day but he could make it up on Wednesday or his teacher would probably allow him to come to work with me on Thursday and make it up.

Okay…I’m going to eat my lunch now.