Here it is Monday morning again already and I'm sure most of you are musing on just how short the weekend was, just like me. I had high hopes for us to go and do some fun things with the dogs over the weekend, but then the van needed some work and had to go into the shop until later today, so those plans went a bit to the wayside. It turned out to be wickedly hot again, so it was probably for the best that we couldn't take the girls off to do some hiking anyway. Still we somehow managed to have some excitement here, but it wasn't exactly the sort I was looking forward to.
Saturday night, Mr. Taleteller and I returned home after going out for dinner and doing a bit of shopping. We stayed up to watch Saturday Night Live and the Taylor Swift episode actually proved to be rather amusing. At around midnight, we decided to head to bed. I did a little bit of reading and then turned out the light and went to bed. I expected to have a nice night's rest, especially since Lilac has recently decided that she'd rather not have to get us all up lately on the weekends. No doubt you're all thinking that this doesn't sound like a terribly eventful Saturday evening.
Me: What's wrong?
Mr. Taleteller: I don't know. (I realize he's rifling through the blankets.)
Me: Um, well, what are you doing?
Mr. Taleteller: I can't figure it out. My back keeps getting wetter and wetter.
Mr. Taleteller: I think somebody peed on my side of the bed.
At this point, I turn on the lamp and sit up. Bunny thunks her head down to the bed and continues snoozing away. My husband keeps rifling through the layers of bedding, feeling it and sniffing at it.
Mr. Taleteller: Somebody did! Somebody peed on the bed!
Me: (sighing deeply as I climb out of the bed) I can't believe it.
Mr. Taleteller: I can just go sleep on the couch.
Me: No! We're getting this in the wash now!
As Mr. Taleteller carts the bedding downstairs, I start to work on removing the mattress cover. We have one of those memory foam beds and I can honestly say that last night, despite the pain of removing that cover, was probably the night I was the happiest to have one. Not only did the cover and blankets seem to have absorbed most of the disaster, but the foam itself doesn't seem to absorb water but repel it. We treated it a bit anyway, but nothing had really seeped into the mattress, thank goodness.
Taking the cover off proved particularly difficult, because Bunny refused to give up the bed. She kept jumping back up and making sure she had her spot. I began a little interrogation as I worked.
Me: Did you pee on this bed?!
Bunny: I would NEVER! This is my bed and it's like sleeping on a cloud! If it was Blueberry or Morgan's bed, well, it might be different, but it's mine. Can I go back to sleep on it now? Pretty please! (doe eyes batted at me)
Lilac: Who's in the well? Morgan, go get Timmy out of the well!
Me: Nobody's in the well!
Morgan: Headcount! Where's Dad? Who broke in and peed on the bed? Alert!
Me: I swear, if I find out who did this!
Me: Blue, if I find out you did this -- again -- I am going to be SO unhappy!
Bunny: Maybe Dad wet the bed.
Me: I don't think so!
Morgan: Well, he was saying the other day how he's getting old and all...
Lilac: Getting old sucks!
Me: You're all driving me insane!
Mr. Taleteller returned upstairs, helped me remove the mattress cover and it was dragged down the basement as well. Then we treated the mattress, absorbed the treatment liquids and remade the bed enough that we could go to back to bed. Everyone was relieved, although Lilac was pretty discombobulated and needed a little while to figure out that we were going back to bed. Needless to say, we all slept in yesterday morning. I am so glad it was Saturday night and not Sunday night!
What I do know is that the girls have lost the privilege of staying in the bedroom on Saturday mornings for a long time now. I'm thankful that memory foam doesn't absorb water. Having a washing machine in your house is one of the greatest things ever. Finally, I'm glad that this didn't happen during the week and I'm still glad that I share my life with dogs. At least things are never boring!
So, how was everyone else's weekend?