It's a Hard Knock Life

Although my house looks like a tornado hit it, we were very productive today.  I like being productive.  Lately, I've been on a chuck it all out the window and don't look back phase.  It all started with the basement project.  I felt energized and ready to tackle even bigger things, like the garage. When it warmed up, that is.  Freezing my tushie off in the garage is not my idea of fun.  

When the nice weather man said it would reach fifty degrees today, and be sunny, I knew it would be a great day to get some outside work done.  We could all use the sunshine and Spring like temperatures after all the snow we've had.  Oh, and it just so happens that my fifteen year old son presented me with the most amazing opportunity to utilize his growing muscles and teach him his actions do have consequences and his recent actions have resulted in....... 

Teenage Slavery

I know you're dying to know what he did to deserve such parental torture, aren't you?  First, let me post a picture of the young man we're training up.  

This handsome teenage boy is my first born, by one minute.  I love the kid dearly, but I don't understand teenage boys very well.  You see, this young man decided he was going to skip a class last Wednesday.  He also thought it would be fun to horse around, while skipping class, with a friend of his and they ended up breaking a window.  He has to pay fifty dollars and for a kid without a job, that's a lot of money.  So, being the mean mom I am, I knew this would be a great opportunity to work him like a slave so he could earn the money to pay it off.  At five dollars an hour, I'll have him slaving away for the next few weekends.  

Does anyone need anything done?  I'll gladly offer his services.  He can clean toilets, scrub sinks, mop floors.  Oh and if you want to make him work happily, just play "It's a Hard Knock Life" over and over again.  He loves that song.