I love my roommate.

I love my roommate.  She is so wonderful.  She also makes the best orange chicken from Trader Joes.  Tonight I waited 3 hours after work just to have her make the chicken.  Normally I have to eat immediately after I get home because I am starvvvvvvving but this chicken is just worth the wait.  I would say go buy some and try it but I am convinced that no one can make the chicken as well as Molly.

So much for enjoying holiday cookies...

I just dropped my kids off in the cafeteria and was very excited to leave for the day until.....

While walking down the hall to meet Emily, my chofer, I run into one of the custodians, the assistant principal, and two of my kids.  They are both talking to the kids and I go over to see what happened.  Apparently while they were in the bathroom, WHERE THE TOILET WAS READILY ACCESSIBLE, one of my kids decided to pee in his snack (which was a cookie in a plastic bag) instead of the toilet.  Words cannot explain how disgusting this was.  

Asst. Principal: What happened?

Kid (holding urine filled bag with cookie): Ummm

Asst. Principal: Here....Here...Give me the bag.

(T gives the asst. principal the bag)

Asst. Principal: Umm....Ok where is a trash can? Where is a trash can? Ok, never do that again, Ok? Ok?

Me: Why would do you that?

Kid: Umm...

Asst. Principal: Just go take them to wash their hands.  Never do that again, Ok? Ok?

I have a cookie decorating party on Saturday that I am supposed to go to and now that does not sound very appetizing.