File this under "Are you insane?!?"

It's 4:31am and I'm at work. That's right...at work. (Hi Mark! I'm on the clock - haha!) PIT is having an all night crop tonight for our 3rd Birthday - and guess who's working the graveyard shift...There are only a few reasons I was selected for this tremendous "honor" and they are:

• I'm loud and I can incite a crowd of people into a shopping frenzy at 3:00 in the morning by standing on a table and screaming, "EVERYTHING IN THE STORE IS 30% OFF FOR THE NEXT 30 MINUTES ONLY!!!!"
• I have a serious addiction to caffeine and they can trust that I'll be semi-conscious until the wee hours of the morning.
• I don't take crap from crabby women who get pushy when they're up in the middle of the night.
• I can do basic math.

So, I came in at 10pm tonight and I'll leave sometime after 7am. I'll pick the kids up from the McMullens (they're having a "sleepover" because Adam has to be to work shortly before 7 and I wasn't going to be home in time) and head home...hopefully to bed. What are the chances my kids are going to let me sleep a little while tomorrow morning?? I'm not holding my breath...