I finally had enough of the disgusting mess aka my house. I spent a large portion of my day sorting, putting away, and vacuuming in the bedroom, and the parts I got to look great. There's still more to do, of course, but I made a good start. Doing laundry, and notice there's something wrong with the drain, and it's draining in the kitchen sink. Better that than on the laundry room floor, I guess. We're having Miss KT's BD party tomorrow afternoon, rather than closer to her birthday, because Hubby and I have our class reunion next Saturday. She's been all eeky-squeally-excited, and making me crazy. Hubby's unemployment check finally appeared, so we're able to get the food for the party without having to listen to any more of my mother's martyr pose about how she doesn't have any money, either. Hubby got home from school in full-fledged attitude, thinking he's funny, and is not. I tried to ignore him, but I made the mistake of asking what we were doing about dinner, and he presented a box of frozen salisbury steaks. OK, I want noodles with mine. No. He refuses to cook noodles. Fine, I'll cook the darn noodles. Miss KT is in the kitchen, and she cooks the noodles. Of course, once they're cooked, he wants some. Fine. Then I get the "What's the matter, baby? Hmm?" "Dude, you're being a jerk. Stop it already." Now I have to make the cake. Miss KT wants a four tier cake that looks like the cookie from Alice in Wonderland. I am not making a four tier cake, especially not using 6 inch rounds. "But, Mom, I have a VISION!" "Yeah, I do too. It's called getting this cake done so hopefully the house will cool off before bedtime." Get the batter made, and can't find the spray stuff. We don't have any. Hubby graciously goes to the store, and comes back with two different kinds. Miss KT comes back into the kitchen, and sings me the theme song for "Wonder Pets." I throw a dog toy at her. She looks at me, horrified, and says, "Slow your roll, Medusa." I crack up. The cake is in the oven, Miss KT is in her room scolding her panther, Hubby has toned it down, and I've had about enough for one afternoon.