Lousy Lucy

A week ago today, I got a call from the school nurse saying I had to come pick up Tootie because she had lice. This was at 8:30 in the morning and I spent the next 12 hours vacuuming, treating 3 heads with insecticide for lice, combing and checking for lice and nits, laundry, quarantining stuffed animals and generally cursing life. The lucky bastard that sired these dirty children was at a business dinner after work drinking good wine and eating prime beef, completely missing out on the fun of head critters. He did bring me home a slice of delicious cheesecake topped with the most beautiful fresh berries. He's a smart man.

Anyway, here we are a week later and still free of lice. I've been working my ass off, combing through hair, vacuuming like a freak, flat-ironing hair to fry any nits that may still be around... I still don't have any idea where the lice came from. We did the Barbie meet and greet at Zoo Atlanta the Saturday before infestation so Fidel and I love to curse the louse-ridden Barbie. Doesn't she look like she's crawling with bugs?


Of course I don't think the poor girl really had bugs, it just sounds funnier that way. Lice are really just going around at school and lots of kids have had them. I wish that those kids had kept their critters to themselves but you know kids love to share, especially anything that will annoy the hell out of parents. If I learned anything in the past week, it's that lice are freaking annoying. And disgusting. And can be fried with a flat iron. SSSSSSS