Bath anyone?

Our morning was enveloped in nothing but good strong coffee and donuts (this was supposed to post friday, but for some reason it's dated today). After our morning treat the boys sat and watched some cartoons, and I walked on the treadmill determined to rid myself of my guilty donut consumption.
Shortly thereafter, my return from the restroom was greeted with no laughter, and the TV (cartoon network) blaring with no audience in site. Where did these boys run off too? I called out their names only to hear no response in return. I glanced at the kitchen to see Bailey is missing as well. I find the boys outside swinging to their hearts content. I decided then to start lunch while they entertained themselves. As I'm cooking, Samuel calls out to me, “mom I need the soap.” So I gave him some soap and the adventure began. They bathed bailey as long as she would stay still in their grasp
(which was probably a total of 2 minutes) and decided they needed a little bathing too. We had a wonderful chicken quesadilla lunch outside. I relaxed as the boys played, ran, squirted water in each others eyes and teased the neighbor’s dog (who had come outside to take care of some serious business). We ate frozen pops and drank lots of tang. Theirs nothing like Tang; it’s so delicious and refreshing especially when the Tang is about 66% frozen and crunchy. Time had come to rest indoors out of the heat and I sent the boys upstairs for a real bath. As I am picking up their clothes off the floor out comes crawling a disgusting "TICK". I immediately squash it and head for the computer to make sure I have made a proper identification of the creature. Next, I examine Ethan from head to toe, and once Samuel takes a break from his important video game level I will examine him as well. I think I need to have the lawn sprayed. They carry lyme disease you know. Since I found the creature I have been itchy. My eyes are constantly scanning the baseboards, and furniture. I feel they are everywhere. I need a Tang break.
Today my electrical company came to investigate why my bill was so astronomically high. The conclusion, when the air was broken, unbeknownst to us it was still running at maximum potential. The devastating conclusion caused me to nearly pass out beside the curb( I hate visiting my mailbox at the end of the month). I surely thought something was wrong with the meter, but CPW said everything looked in order. The older gentleman that tended my case explained to me how to read my meter. I now know how much I am spending each month ( its .8 cents a kilowatt). I also learned to beware of the flashing arrow on the meter. A fast flashing arrow means death to me at the end of the month. The meter reader explained to me to shut off my appliances one by one until the arrow of destruction disappears. So I decided to turn off my air conditioner, and when I did the arrow stopped blinking. It took only 3 hours for the temperature to register 87 degrees in my house. What do I do? Die of heat, or suffer a heart attack at the end of the month. I need another Tang break...
Does anyone else have this problem? I need FALL to start tomorrow. I need that cool, and inviting fall breeze, gently bringing with it such a wonderful smell of earth. Coffee just tastes better when you’re drinking it in the Fall anyway.