Two more days I'll never get back.

Spending two days with my six and a half year old twins HAS to cause brain damage. It would be much easier to spend the time at a punch myself in the face for two days festival. Or maybe a cut your own head off and play soccer with it till you drop contest. Or duct tape my hands to my sides, sprint down the middle of a busy street and giggle my way right into the front grill of a speeding bus(filled with children). I'm just glad Vicki is back. Oh, by the way, I got home from work on Friday and my McCain for President sign was torn off and tossed in the bushes. I almost burst into flames when I saw it. I just stood there, bug eyed, fists and teeth clenched, glaring at every car that drove by. I knew that they knew who did this. After fixing the sign, I spent the rest of the night watching the sign through my rifle scope.