A.M. Typical
April 25, 2006 by Douglas · Leave a Comment
The typical evening/morning in our residence:
Just before dawn I check the house for the second time to make sure it is clumsy-loud-burglar proof.
Check the kid’s room to make certain that they have covers, and that there is no death-dealing maniac behind their door. (I don’t check under the beds.) in this process notice that the oldest is no where to be found.
Turn on the bathroom light, to illuminate the hallway, as my eyes are not familiar with the dark as of yet.
Creep into the bedroom and usher eldest daughter from my spot in the bed. Run ahead of her, so I can turn off the bathroom light, and then turn it back on after she has walked past. Tuck daughter into her own bed and profess my love, listen for the snoring reply.
Walk back to bedroom, disrobe and notice spouse if sitting up this time, trying to keep infant calm and put back to sleep. Go back down the hall, turn off the light, then feel my way back to the bed.
Cough a sufficient number of times to create the “sigh” from spouse.
Drift off to sleep for two point five hours.
Spouse pushes me awake telling me the alarm on the clock is going off. She is correct, it is. The Morning Seattle “Zoo Crew” on KSUK is reporting the news, weather and traffic, every ten minutes on the fives.
Spouse pushes me awake again re-explaining that she wants the alarm temporarily disabled.
I prop myself up and notice the one-time simple alarm clock has about 100 buttons on it, and I only need to find one. Spouse growing impatient tells me to push the News Button.
I can’t find the button. But the Weather and traffic keep spilling out threatening to wake infant.
More impatient, spouse describes the button as being a large wide button. I examine the top of the alarm clock for several more seconds and rule a few of the buttons present out. I finally conclude she is on crack cause I find the Radio button, which must be the Music Button, but I can’t find the News Button and we will be hearing the Weather forever, unless she comes over here and looks herself.
Find a button matching her description but it is the Snooze Butto… 97 of the previous button completely vanish and the three buttons that adorn the clock remain. The radio is turned off, and I slide back onto my now-cool pillow.
Good morning sun…
I'm an independent web developer and copywriter. When I'm not gazing into the seductive mistress of the internet, I'm helping to raise my two daughters (1 teen, 1 pre-teen) and hyperactive 5 year-old kung-fu master son. Blissfully and happily married to my wife, Kristen - as we try to survive the epic daily battles of suburban life in Maple Valley, WA.