Do stay at home Mothers get Worker's Compensation?

The ONLY thing Hoss wanted from Santa was a Wii. Santa was unsuccessful in his many attempts to find one. Hoss opted to revise his Wishlist, and all was well, he was very mature about it. Scotty and I told him that, if we ever came across one, we would get it. Breaking promises to my children is not something I particularly like to do. Have I ever broken promises to them? Oh, I am almost sure of it. I will say the promises that have been maybe discarded were teeny tiny ones, I know better then to break the one's they will tell their therapists someday while laying back on the couch. Am I claiming my children will never be warped by me?
No, the complete opposite, I know I will warp them, seriously I am warped myself,and I have a very twisted imagination. What does a twisted imagination do for you? Well not a lot, unless it's late at night and the kids are asleep, and Scotty isn't still scared from the last time my imagination rared up . It's not like I tied him up, started doing things to him that would embarrass Hiedi Flice, then leave him because I needed to answer the knock at the front door, that turned out to be my mother who wanted to go to some garage sales, so I threw some clothes on and went with her, only to return four hours later, to find a very unhappy man. That my friends was not me, I would NEVER EVER do that to Scotty, but only because I don't particularly like garage sales, but if the knock at the door would be someone like....oh my sister, and let's say she wanted to go to the casino to blow 20 bucks, then yes that scenario is a possibility. I know I am a sick and twisted individual, Taffy (my BFF) knows this better then anyone, one evening they were over and she pulled Scotty aside and said "Look bub, this is what needs to happen, tonight you need to tell Jax she is a dirty lil b*tch" (I am not sure why she would do something like this except for the fact, she is a LOT more twisted then I am, she brings out the twistedness in me) She told me what she did as she was leaving to go home that night. I was thinking...Oh My! my lil brain began racing, what that comment would lead to....how exciting!! So do you want the explicit details? No? Well your getting them anyway...I am twisted folks! That night, I got the boys to sleep, I laid in bed anxiously awaiting the demon I was possitive Taffy had awoke in Scotty. He climbed in bed, and in a sweet, sulky, and seductive voice he whispered "Turn out the lights you dirty lil b*tch" Well lets just say I was about to explode, I get up turn out the lights, and return to bed, roll over and lay my bead on his chest, he strokes my back like...oh I don't know...maybe three times, and fell asleep. LOL! He did work twelve hours the night before, and stayed up all day because it was Hoss' birthday party that evening. So I can't actually hold it against him, but it has been two years since the incident, and I still do. LOL
Dang I got off on a rant, and that wasn't my intention when I began posting....sorry folks....I am twisted.
Anyway! The Wal-Mart sale paper for this week had Wii Gaming Systems on sale, *while supplies last* so Saturday night around midnight I called our closest Wal-Mart to inquire about the Wii, they were sold out, but they would put more on the shelf at 8:00 am in the morning. Scotty and I came up with a game plan, since I am naturally nocturnal, and a heavy sleeper, it would be easier for me to stay up until then instead of laying down at 1:30 am and him having a chance in hell of waking me up to be in Ardmore at 6:30 am. So I stayed awake all night, got to Wal-Mart at 6:30, there were two mothers there waiting. I asked the associate how many they were going to have available at 8:00 am, they said only 6 systems total, one mother threw a screaming cussing fit, the other mother was very patient, so we stood there and waited for an hour and half, we were successful as were the other two folks who got in line behind us as like 7:55 am (lucky snots!). I came home from Wal-Mart yesterday a flipping HERO! I laid down took a nap (only after kicking everyone's butt in bowling....TWICE) when I got up, Scotty laid down for a nap because he is working nights this week. Hoss, Braxty-boy and I played game after game, for like two hours. they fell asleep, I watched Big Brother, went to bed only to wake up to a throbbing painful arms.
So what is the moral of this post you ask? Well there isn't one really. You could read this and think...wow she kept her promise, what a devoted mother, or you could take it in the opposite direction, wow she is one twisted mother, but just know this.....I am twisted, Scotty is working nights, so my imagination has to run wild for a week, without any relief, I mean I could handle things myself.....but that damn Wii I had to get my child has my arms so spent, I have to turn myself down!
*Sorry if this post offends anyone, it truly wasnt my intention, but if it does...go screw yourself....which would only make you the lucky one!*