A beautiful day in the neighborhood...

Maybe if I keep singing "A Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood" Mr Rogers will come make everything okay.

It all started with getting off the phone with mom last night at midnight...my work cell rings, someone decided to fall off the top bunk and land on her arm...possibly broken. The mom to that girl was in hystarics, it didn't look broken but possibly seriously sprained, I don't know yet they are still sleeping. I had to be up at 5:15am this morning, and the cranky pushy lady from yesterday is in the kitchen with her grupy know-it-all husband, who just told me that we couldn't cook the sausage patties in cookie sheets in the oven. Then I told him that I've been doing it for months, and he said oh, ok. I did not get enough sleep to deal with these two people this morning. Did I mention that there is no AC in the dinning hall? yeah I walke in at 5:15 to it being 85 in the dinning hall. Everything is propped open lets hope it cools down a bit.

Not so sure it is going to be a good day, but I plan on blogging more later.