We Will Now Resume Our Regularly Scheduled Program...

Dear Friends,Thank you for indulging my political moment. I also want to say thank you to all who commented. The respectful tone of the commentary was exactly for what I was hoping. I feel incredibly blessed to live in a free country and I treasure the right to speak my mind in this blog and anywhere. Agreement was not my goal, respect was and that's what I got, so again I thank you!Now back to my musings and meanderings about late-night TV, infomercials, and Mommyhood!Last night, I had a Girls' Night Out. It was a much overdue hiatus from homework, bath time, and tantrums. I hung out with fabulous local bloggers. Over cheesecake and white wine, we laughed about our crazy kids, families, and lives.And in that conversation, I was unintentionally prophetic. I spoke of how my husband, a man who has been to war, lives in terror of being left alone with both kids. I was giggling and talking about he often doesn't make sure that my son does his reading or that they take baths, etc. So when I got home, should I have been surprised to find two dirty, unread children? No, I shouldn't have.Maybe it was the wine or the cheesecake because when I opened the door and saw a haggard husband and was besieged by two children screaming "Mommy", I was caught off guard. I was gone less than two hours. Two hours, people! I swear he thinks that they put on a show for him but as he recounts the evening, it sounded pretty average to me.So, my man can dodge dangers on the minefield but not at home. I am more scared by the roaches that my dog drags inside as playthings. What scares you?