The Unsupervised Visitation!

That's right people, I got an unsupervised visitation with O.C.  It seems that PWT and Prince Charming's shifts overlapped yesterday.  I love when that happens.  When they have overlapping shifts, The Queen gets called in.  

Now, the neighbors are never too thrilled when this happens, but OC and I are.  We get a little tired of constantly being told no, or after while, or maybe tomorrow.  We want what we want and we want it now.  So, when it's unsupervised visitations we kind of just get our way!

We decided we wanted cheese/crackers and chips for supper.  They did not leave us instructions so we assumed it was ok with them.  I would have served fruit with our supper (because I'm all about the four food groups)  but I could not find the key to the wine cabinet.

We also decided is was perfectly ok to take our toys and a bucket of water and go play out on the concrete patio.  Mommy had told us we could not dip some of our toys in water because it gets in their head and ruins it.  We followed these instructions to the letter.  We got our toys all the way to their neck!  Hey, they didn't get their heads wet so shut the hell up!

Next, we decided we wanted to do something nice for Mommy.  We went to the Queen's van and got out the potting soil and the cow shit!  That's right hookers, you never know when cow shit will come in handy.

We spent the next hour mixing potting soil and cow shit, putting it in peat pots and planting seeds.  Mommy loves squash so we started a bunch of them.  We don't care that she has no place to plant that many, we started them anyway.

The Queen had stopped at the store and picked up a coloring velvet page for O C.  Next project was to color that.  While O C is very capable of coloring things right, this time she wanted to color it HER way.  The Queen informed her it was her toy and since the grownups were not there to teach us any different, she could do what she wanted.   I believe in her world the sky in gold, grass is purple and people walk around with red eyes.   Maybe her parents are correct in not letting her vacation with The Queen and The Dutchess!

All too soon it was dark and time to pick up our toys and return to PWT's castle.  Once inside we were bored.  What to do when you are bored.  Oh yea, lets make phone calls.  First we thought about prank calling our family, then we remembered that Mommy sees the bill.  We decided to call Nebraska and talk to Great Grandpa.  The Queen dialed the phone and then sat back and laughed at the conversation that went on between generation #1 and generation #4.  hmmmm.  I see where she gets it.  All along they have blamed the Queen,,   they are so wrong.  The fact that the fun loving goofy gene skipped a generation is really not our fault.

So, in a few hours I must return to work.  I am rested, relaxed and happy with the fact that even though the unsupervised visitations are usually short and far between... when we do get them... well... neighbors sell their houses and move!

Have a great weekend.. 

  TAKE ME HOME! The Queen signing off

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