It’s been a hell of a weekend. There have been some seriously stressful points, and some seriously amazing moments. I’ll recap the top in each category, and leave the rest for a later time.

Major awesomeness of awesome. Also awesome. Riverdance. Live. At MSU‘s Wharton Center. Nikki was gifted two tickets to Saturday night’s show by the amazing Peter and Becky as a thank you for watching their kids. I went, expecting to have to suppress grumbling and complaining, as a favor to Nikki. What I got was an experience that filled my eyeballs and ear holes with symbolism, story, talent, and inspiration. Holy balls, was that an amazing thing to partake in. I was drawn in from the moment that I realized that those clicks weren’t time delayed because of distance, he was clacking his shoes together in precise time WHILE IN THE AIR. Also, that drummer was better than the fiddler because, c’mon, eighties hair.

On the other end of the spectrum, there’s lice. Our five year old’s Dad’s family discovered these little jerk faces minutes before Nikki was due to pick Aidan up for our weekend with him. (No judgement here, please. Clean and dirty people alike get afflicted with these bugs.) As previously mentioned, we sit for other kids, so we missed out on another weekend with him. On top of that, because the aforementioned kids were at our house on Tuesday, we spent the weekend turning the house upside down, piling everything that could be washed into the laundry, and everything else into plastic bags. We shampooed, we got haircuts (Nikki is becoming a pro with those clippers), and we sprayed furniture and carpets. All signs point to us being in the clear, and I’ve got my fingers crossed that that’s the case.

My hair needed to be cut, anyway.  The stylist at Walmart really screwed it up.