I imagine you all have those moments when you wonder if your life, and this sitch is real. Like I wonder if I'm actually in a coma somewhere and there's this bizarre movie of my life playing in my coma ravaged brain. Or am I actually lying in some alien craft's experimental lab and they are inducing some sort of bizarre life story into my mind in order to see how humans respond to extreme stresses. One can only hope!

Really though, it gets strange at times. So last night I go to yoga class with the knowledge that all is under control at home. Mom is home, S13 is okay.

But, as most of my friends here will see in about ten years, when you have teenagers anything is possible. 2TP, Crimson, Barely, NHmom, Purg, Brkyln, and others with younger kids....wait and see!

The kids are off school this week so they are making the most of their time off. My S13 tells me yesterday that he's having a few friends over for a bonfire in the backyard. Okay, seems reasonable.....Mom's home too...everything under control.

So, I leave the yoga class and its about 10 PM and all is well....feeling the post yoga bliss and I get a call. It's Kelli from London. I'm immediately a little worried because its 3 AM her time and with her awful DB sitch going on I'm worried. I say what's up. She says I tried to reach you but knew you were probably in yoga class and unreachable so I set my alarm to wake up and call you. Hesitantly I say okay and wait. She says have you seen your S13's facebook page tonight? Now I'm really wondering what's up. She says I just wanted to give you a head's up about this monster party going on at your house and the FB pictures look pretty wild, and she starts laughing at me. She says S13 sent the FB invite out and the word got out, and because its FB all his friends around the globe know about it, including her. I'm thinking that I have been off the grid for hours in class so I missed the whole thing.

I get home and as I drive down the street I'm getting the feeling I used to get when pulling up to an obviously big party...the adrenaline, etc...but remind myself these are my kids and just want to make sure this doesn't get too out of control.

In my mind I'm thinking why didn't W at least text me some kind of warning and how is it that I have to rely on another girl in a foreign country to clue me into a huge event at my own house?

So, I get to the driveway and my S24 and fiance, S21 and girlfriend are standing there with all these martial arts training swords in their hands. They're all hooked on Game of Thrones and have been training in sword fighting styles almost non-stop. I say, Wow, this reminds me of some of my college parties. Where's Mom? They said, we didn't know this was going on and we stopped by and Mom was upstairs asleep. They said they decided to stay here and keep an eye on things, keep it under control and they called me but I didn't pick up because I was in yoga class. And while they were watching decided to make the most of the time and spar with each other. Okay, so the foxes are guarding the hen house I think but in their defense they had booted out anyone with booze and I didn't see anyone out of control.

I start walking through the house and its all I can do to not believe I somehow have been transported to the movie 16 Candles, and that any moment The Donger is going to be found swinging on my front door. I start looking for the pizza on the turntable, you know? I noticing that the HS kids have found out about it and the word has gotten around town as these things will. Kids are coming up to me who don't know who I am and saying "Dude...what's up?".

I find my S13 busy on the couch with his girlfriend...ahem. His is all excited and says "Hi Dad". I say look I'm not against a party by any means but did Mom know this many people were going to be here? He says, I'm not sure.....but my brothers are here. I decide to see how he's going to handle this and i ask him when the party ends. He says 11, I've got this all worked out. I say, who is going to clean it all up? He says I will, and these two guys who are sleeping over. i decide to see if he's good at his word. And to his credit, everyone did leave at 11, and they did clean up.