Craptastic. That is the official word of the day. I don't normally devote whole posts to bitching, but I think it's about time. I've about had it with today, and it's only 1:30 p.m.
- Elena's been, to put it kindly, a challenge lately, both at home and at school. Last night she wailed at me that I was "ruining her dream" of being a cartoonist and this morning she gave me one exasperated sign and eye roll too many. It ended with me saying something nasty to her as I shoved nudged her into school before I drove away. She's seven. And she may just be the death of me.
- I spilled half of my coffee down the front of my shirt.
- Eli left one of his gummy vitamins on the kitchen table this morning. Not a big deal, until I walk past the table and see a big, fat cockroach feasting on it. This is my reward for actually putting forth an effort to keep my home clean: very healthy, nutritionally balanced cockroaches.
- I thought I'd be all nice mom and get the kids a sugar-and-food-coloring-filled treat, so I picked up a box of $4.59 Blue Bunny Birthday Cake Ice Cream Bars. I've been carrying around a free coupon for Blue Bunny since February. I was too engrossed in cleaning up the strawberries scattered all over the oh-so-clean Target conveyor belt (thanks to Eli, who thinks "helping" means using his best wind-up to toss things on the belt) to notice that they never scanned the coupon. So now I have no coupon and $5 worth of crappy ice cream. Sigh. I could have purchased a really good bottle of wine for $5 and we'd all be happier around here.
- We got the bill for Eli's surgery in the mail. Let's just say that we could go to Disney World twice. Instead my son got a fully functional penis. Which I guess is better than Disney World in the long run. But still.
- I keep willing the game Mouse Trap to pick itself up, but it's just sitting there, taunting me. If I ever meet the person who invented that game you might have to start a fund raiser for my bail.
Update: So I finally escape the house to have coffee and see a movie with friends, when I get this lovely text from Mike: Eli just barfed 3x. Of course he did. Now am waiting for van to go up in flames or some other fantastic event. Vent on in the comments. I love the company!
But enough about me. How about you? What's got your knickers in a knot today?
We spent $4,ooo on new tile in our shower that was finished last Wednesday and we still can’t use it yet because it doesn’t drain right.
Will is sick and is missing his 2nd grade play tonight.
I have poison ivy on my eyelid and under my eye. What the hell was I thinking picking weeds on Mother’s Day.
I soooooooo want a do over this week.
I feel your knicker pain.
What did you do when you saw that on your table? I seriously think I would have freaked out, lol!
So it’s not just me? Whew! I have not had a more stressed out week since Drew was a newborn. I’ve simply got too much on my plate this week.
I didn’t even make it to Grant’s parent teacher conference today.
Danny is out of town.
We close on selling our old house tomorrow so I’ve been finishing up the to do list with that.
I’m directing Jerri’s daughter’s rehearsal and wedding this weekend so I’m frantically TRYING to get the house cleaned up this week. Why?
Because I’m HOSTING a baby shower on Sunday for about 20 guest. AND I volunteered to make the cupcakes. When am I gonna do that? Still don’t know.
Attempted to go to Kindergarten Orientation with the boys this evening. Had to leave after thirty minutes. Drew started screaming trying to poop because he’s consitpated.
Did I mention Danny is out of town? Make it stop.
ok sorry but I am now laughing… I too am having the week from hell and was feeling totally like no one else in the world was going through the same things.. but it seems we all are 🙂 I am feeling all the pain in here, wishing we could all go for coffee somewhere and laugh about the craptastic times we are having…
today I had Miss 18 months have the trantrum to end all tantys in coles today. An old couple felt the need to tell me “she just needs a good smack”whilst another rolled their eyes at me, she then emptied three boxes of sultanas on the floor and the got herself so upset she threw up. I got my finger caught in the boot, my mobile and home phone are both on the blink, the milk I put on the last of the cereal I managed to scrape from the bottom of the box was funny tastingly off, I feel like I am on a never ending merry go round….
all three kids are on either a steroid for croup or an antibiotic for an ear infection…
found out two days ago my husband managed to score a cheap ticket to go on a holiday to Bali. kinda tops of the week really 🙂
Does it help at all to know that you made me laugh quite a bit on a rainy Wednesday morning?
How big was the cockroach? Was it normal-big, or palmetto-bug-big (3″)? I’ve got a thing. About cockroaches. And so far we’ve not had nearly as many in Indiana as we did in the infested South. I was hoping this was normal. Is it not? ‘Cause if not, I might need to schedule another appt with my therapist. And start looking for jobs for Tim, somewhere in the Pacific Northwest.
See? You could have gone to Disney World, too. Instead you have a non-functioning shower. RAW DEAL. And what the heck were you doing weeding on Mothers Day? I weeded through some magazines in bed.
Angie
Honestly, that was where I realized the 365 photo project might be going a bit too far. My first instinct was to take a picture. Then I realized how horribly wrong and disgusting that is and I whacked him with a fly swatter. Then I threw up in my mouth a little.
Angie
Please tell me Dannys on his way home?! Hope today is a better day. On the upside, yay for Jerris daughter! Tell her I said hi!
Angie
I take it the trip to Bali is a ticket for one? Just tell him fine, but youll be purchasing a ticket to the States to have a chat over coffee! Love those helpers in the grocery store with their sage advice, too. I had lots of good advice before I had littles of my own.
Angie
Oh goodness, it was just a baby compared to those palmetto bugs. Otherwise you probably would have heard me screaming. If it makes you feel any better, its the first roach Ive seen inside our house in the 4 years weve lived here. No need to move.
Angie
am I ever grateful that I just have teenagers, mouthy or sullen, depending on the day.