Ha Ha Universe...Now Stop It!

I thought the madness would end with poop in the pool.  That's funny in a stupid-pet-trick kinda way.  So is the fact that the wild, ferral children have managed to lock me out of the trailer no less than 3 times in 4 days.  Ha ha, super awesome funny!  But generally we were rolling with these little inconveniences without difficulty and only 1 bloody nose (I still don't know how Kai did it, but I think he hit his face on the floor in some wild dance move.  Now he's addicted to getting ice whenever he bumps himself).

And then the thing that ALWAYS happens when "Lonnie" is gone happened.  The car wouldn't start (last time it was a flat tire while I was huge pregnant with the twins on a back road with no cell service).  I know right, the minute the man leaves, all equipment requiring his testoterone to function decides to crap out.  So all the kids are in the car, ready for the zoo, I turn the key, lights come on, and nothing.  Not even a groan.  5 more minutes of this then suddenly it starts!  Cool, but then I forgot something, turned the car off because I needed the key for the trailer, came back and....nothing.  Lights blinking at me as if confused about what they're supposed to do.  Kids are getting restless as visions of the zoo train appear to be slipping from their future.  My neighbor, Deirdre, has witnessed all of this and her wisdom "At least it stopped working here instead of somewhere else" was dually noted and did keep me from mentally murdering "Lonnie" for leaving me, once again, right before things are going to break.  Deirdre watched the kids while I switched carseats to the gas sucking truck and tried to reach "Lonnie" for the 6th time (what, are you with your girlfriend?  Answer the phone!).

He agreed that it may be the starter, don't try to drive it (um, and where would I drive a vehicle that won't start?), and he'll deal with it next week.  Wonderful, moving on, kids need their train fix or no one will be happy.  The good thing about the truck is that I don't have to disassemble the stoller to get it in the back and the kids are a little further apart which makes slap wars less frequent.  We managed an entire day with everyone staying clothed, no one pooping in public, and no bleeding.

So I entered my mid-term exam today a bit frazzled but OK.  The exam sucked, but all tests do.  I'm still dealing with public school frustrations but had a ray of hope today.  I started my Irish language online course (Slan!), so I figured everything that was gonna go wrong had happened.

Until I discovered the air conditioner stopped working.  No really, it stopped.  In Alabama...and it's still summer.  Apparently AC units need testosterone to function as well.  I don't need more blog fodder!  We have enough craziness than random machine failure is not neccesary.  So Universe, you can stop now.  Thank you.