Cinco day Off-o

The wife was home from work today, a day off to celebrate Cinco de Mayo. The kids and I worked most of the morning Thursday getting the house ready for Mother's Day. We scrubbed The Boss Lady's bathroom and bedroom, top to bottom. And then this afternoon, the wife told me that Mom's Day isn't for another week.

Crap. I hate cleaning and I REALLY hate wasting a good cleaning.

This evening we headed out to the ballpark. Halfway there I realized that I had forgotten the tickets. A quick couple of call from the car and the problem was fixed. We grabbed some dinner and picked up our tickets at the Will Call window, thanks to Uncle Lemon. It was a perfect night for a game and fireworks. Which they dedicated to the Mothers in the stands... So I doubted the wife's knowledge of holiday dates once more. I called her in the outfield, just to to double check. Don't cell phones rule sometimes!

And my wife is greata too. She could have suckered me into cleaning the house or something worse, just by lying about the calendar, but she didn't. Isn't that the kind of person you want educating your kid?

I guess I am off the hook for cleaning the rest of the house for a few more days. Good, because I really wanted to put it off as long as possible.