Well...

Period, Right Smack In The Middle Of The Night.
Who The Hell Gets Period In Middle Of The Night?

Broken Ice Machine Leaking Water All Over Hardwood Floors While Manic One Almost Leaks All Over Bedsheets.

Screaming, Crying, Drama Diva Who Most Definitely Has Ear Infection Keeps Mom Up All Night While Ice Machine Leaks Quietly In The Dark Shadows Of Kitchen.

Finally Sleep. Only To Be Woken By Hubby Screaming He Needs My Help (You'd Think Tsunami Hit Kitchen The Way He Dramatized Situation).

Tukey Just Descending Stairs, Falling Traumatically To Floor, As I Await Crabby Mood, Or Crying, Or Yelling, Or Something That Will Further Push Me Over Crumbling Edge Of My Day.

You Do The Math.

In Desperate Need Of Frappy. Crappy Saturday!