Thursday, February 21, 2008

Mom's Taking a Day Off!

My husband, the bear, grumbled when he saw the sign on the kitchen refrigerator. "Kitchen CLOSED." But it wasn't until he read the sign on the laundry room door that he started to growl, "What's going on? Kitchen CLOSED, Laundry room CLOSED?"

Lying on the couch I quietly responded, "I'm taking a Mental Health Day."

"A What?" roared the bear. Puzzled, my husband repeated, with question and with no concern, what I said, "A mental health day? What's wrong?"

I responded again, "Yes, I'm taking a mental health day. I figure if the police chief can take a mental health day, than I am certainly entitled to one. I'm on call 24/7, fighting the forces against the General, the Tank, and the Destroyer, and I haven't had a day off in four years. I don't even get a lunch break! So, I have decided to take a day off."

After, a quick wrestling match of words, the bear realized that I wasn't backing down and he retreated to the kitchen.

"Stay away from Mom today," I heard him tell the kids, "she's gone mental!"