Or maybe ...

…. more neglectful than the mom in the previous entry is a blogger who after being gone for over a week, comes home, only to leave again the very next day to take her kids to Atlanta so her youngest daughter can attend her first-ever appointment in the Scottish Rite Cancer Survivor Clinic, which pretty much rocks as a milestone, if I do say so myself, and I didn’t even mind getting stuck in that hellacious Atlanta traffic one last time because God willing, it’s one LAST time!

… or who then spends the entire next day taking her kids to the fair, and allowing them to ingest obscene amounts of various and sundry breaded, fried, sugar-coated and calorie-laden food items (and then puts her middle son on a spin-y ride which was perhaps not such a good idea) but hey, we walked what felt like twenty-seven miles up and down the mid-way today so surely we burned off *some* of those calories? Right? Oh, and did I mention that I damn near killed myself eating a caramel apple? But that’s a story for another day.

For now, though, I must go. And frantically clean my house. Because wouldn’t you know, the day *after* my twelve-day extravaganza of totally and completely neglecting every household chore known to man, we’ve received the first serious inquiry for potential renters for this house, and they are coming TOMORROW to look at it. To look at the rooms which haven’t been dusted or vacuumed for two weeks, the dining room whose floor needs to be mopped because the dog pee’d on it yet again yesterday afternoon (note to self: next time you spend the entire day in Atlanta, put him outside. The old boy’s bladder just isn’t what it used to be) The kitchen which, despite my not cooking anything in it for the past two weeks, still manages to be cluttered and messy, the master bedroom which looks like a Samsonite factory threw up in it, what with the only-half-emptied suitcases here and there and everywhere, and the kids’ bedrooms, which, well ….. God help us. In fact, I should get off the computer this very instant and inquire about renting a back hoe.

Wish me luck.

PS. On a more serious note, please visit this site. This family has been through enough. ENOUGH. They need prayers, good thoughts, and encouragement. They deserve to catch a break.