No more sympathetic

Why is it that children are annoying unless they are yours? (ok, our children are annoying too)

Im ready to go postal on the kids next door. Dont be surprised if you see that a Hampton Inn in Ft. Smith, Arkansas has blown up - it would have been me. There are a bunch of "tweens" having a birthday party in the room next door. Seriously, cant I just get some work done? How is it that I was more relaxed in NYC earlier in the week, than in the small town America Arkansas because of this fucking Hannah Montana party going on next door.

It does make we wonder about the double standard of sorts that most parents go through daily. Why is it that I cant be more understanding about the kids next door having a wildly good time - talking about the cute new boy at school and the Jonas Brothers tour? I was once a little teenager and one day I will have a daughter turning 12 who may want to have a slumber party at a local hotel.

I really thought that once you had a child you would be more understanding of these kinds of situations - but Im just not - is that wrong? Im so torn....I want to pick up the phone next to me call the front desk and have them shut these kids the fuck up. As a mom, though, I cant ruin the poor little brats birthday party.

Ohhhhh....idea.....maybe I can go next door and offer each of them a little birthday present package of xanax. That would shut them up....but I would be out of xanax. Maybe that wont even matter, because what I need right now is a big fat dose of vicodin to get rid of the headache that the lil southern belles are causing. It may be more cost effective for me to crush up the endless supply of benadryl in my purse and put it in some cans of sprite and leave that on their doorstep.

But seriously, there has to be an adult with them and how is that chaperon not telling them to quiet down, that it is almost ten o'clock at night and that there are other people staying here and that they might need to get some sleep. Maybe it isnt the kids I am mad at, maybe it is the adult. What the fuck? Shut the fucking kids up...................gotta do it.......did it....called the front desk.

Sorry kids.