I’ll take that bet
So, no power day 2. It’s fun for awhile just because of the novelty. Then, eh, I want eggs!! Or anything hot to eat. We had cereal last night. We took a vote and neither one of us wanted to prepare anything different.
We have the fridge hooked up to the generator. And a lamp. Coffee will be in soon. Luckily I have hot water! Yay! I’m wondering if the hair dryer will work on this rats nest of extension cords?? Now… Why does my phone auto correct ‘rats nest’ to ‘ears nears’? Sheesh.
The power decided to blip off just as we completed one section of Jack’s homework (though he doesn’t have school due to the storm). It’s a cardboard turkey that we decorated by gluing buttons on as the feathers. It looks really good. Jack picked out a football-shaped button to use as the eye, but we have to tie that one on.
Last night when we went to bed we left the football button on the counter. Of course this morning it was gone. Cats.
Jack: Mom the button isn’t here.
me: Look around. Probably on the floor?
Jack: Did you put it back in the container??
me: No. 10 bucks the kitties got it. Let’s search the floor.
Jack: I’ll take that bet! … Oh here it is!!! Hand over the 10 bucks lady!
me: I don’t think you understood the bet. I bet YOU 10 bucks that the cats played with the button. You say no way, I’ll take that bet, meaning you don’t agree with me. So because I was right, you actually owe ME 10 bucks. Get it?
Jack: I only take bets when they’re not stupid.