Popcorn Failures, Sidewalk Chalk, and Water in the Air.

So tonight my best friend and big sister Natalie came over for a girls night tonight. When she arrived I was chasing one of my children around the house, trying to retract the chalk from between Alex's teeth. Both children immediately straightened up and were yelling "aunt mat, aunt mat", very excited to show Aunt Natalie the greeting they had drawn for her on our sidewalk. After playing outside a little longer we went inside the house, where it was about a million degree and we had to turn the air on. As Natalie and I were settling to watch my babies kill each other in the middle of the floor, Natalie and I ready to ref at any time, we started to hear the rush of water, like legit sounded like a freaking river rushing through the bottom of my house. I walked over and pulled the air conditioning vent up out of the floor and what did I find? I found a freaking puddle of standing water laying in the vent. I attempted to call the landlord and keep my children from falling though the vent and drowning. Fast forward to thirty minutes later and a busy signal on the landlords phone he agreed to come out in the morning and look things over. Problematically my children had already discovered long ago that they can lift the vent and they try to crawl right into the gaping hole in the floor.

Moving on...After both of  my children double teamed me and picked my BBQ chicken and started eating it...and wiping their sauce covered, sticky hands, all over my leg and my couch I eventually got both babies into bed, and as my sissy and I were listening to them whine, whimper, and laugh, and giggle, and then eventually whine and whimper some more (notice I didn't say they were sleeping at this point, they are not, currently they're making some gurgling nosies). I decided it was time for popcorn. I opened the pack and read the instructions (it said three minutes) and put it in the microwave for three minutes. With about 21 seconds to go I smelled this awful burning smell from the microwave. I raced over and pulled out the popcorn. There was smoke billowing out of the bag and I threw it outside on the deck and Natalie dumped water on it. It may have been one of those situations you had to be there for, but I think if any my neighbors saw my sister and I screaming, acting like little girls, and yelling "fire in the hole", and throwing water around was probably pretty amused.
It's been one of those days that I am wayyy too excited to let my head hit the pillow. Good night for now!