Omigoodness, 2 posts in 2 days?!?!? I just fell off my chair! No I didn’t, but that would be funny, admit it, you would laugh at me.
I have had a heck of a freakin day! It’s one of those days where you just want to just raise your hand and scream “RE-DO!! Can I get a re-do on this day?!?!”
It all started at the early hour of 5:30 a.m. when I FINALLY (after a month of “rest” prescribed to myself by me) got my butt out of bed and went to the gym. I met B there, we had to run inside since it was cold and drizzly, have I mentioned how much I loathe the treadmill? I do.
The first sign that the day was going to be batshit crazy was when I pulled into the parking lot of the gym and there are 2 cop cars in front and a man (who resembled Santa Clause, except maybe Santa on meth) was handcuffed in the back of the cop car screaming “God bless America!!” I should have just turned around then and crawled back into bed. But I didn’t.
So B and I get on our treadmills and she looks at me and says “an hour?” AN HOUR!! It’s my first day after my month of “rest” and you want to run for an hour, guuuurl you lost your mind. But you don’t tell B no. I tried, I shook my head no, I put in my ear phones and pretended not to hear her, I wouldn’t make eye contact, but wouldn’t you know I still ended up running almost an hour? I swear that girl has some kind of crazy mind power. 50 minutes to be exact and 5 miles. GAH! 5 miles after my month long hiatus? Sheesh, so much for easing back in.
So then I get home, have a cup of coffee and eggs, chill for a bit then start to get the kids ready for Paxton’s doctor appt at 10. Of course the kid decide to go WWF and were wrestling, and yelling and crying.
We managed to get out the door at 9:45 and we are on the front porch and I realize I forgot to put a coat on Pax.
Run inside and get coat.
I go BACK outside put the coat on him and am tugging on Harper’s hand and she will not budge off the porch. She keeps yelling “shoes!!” I say “yes you have shoes on, now lets go.” Only to look down and realize she DOESN’T have shoes on!!
Run inside and get shoes.
I put Harper in her carseat, put her shoes on her, get in front seat and proceed to back out. I am watching in the rear view mirror as I back out and see Harper bailing over the backseat!!! I hadn’t buckled her in!!
Slam on breaks, yank open door, buckle my child in, get in front seat, go to call Josh to tell him how shitty my day is………no phone.
Run inside and get phone.
FINALLY drive to the doctors office, unload kids, get up to the doctor office only to find out our appt. was at 9…….we had missed it.
Put a fork in me, I am done. (Still don’t know why I thought the appt. was at 10, whatevs.)
On a lighter note, here are some more pics from Paxton’s birthday WEEK. Yeah we celebrate birthdays in week long increments around here.
Birthday morning, opening his present from Harper. He kept saying “Thanks Babe!!” to her.
Making cupcakes for his class.
I told Harper not to touch the mixer that it would give her a boo-boo so she did this………..
Sat on her hands…..until it was time to lick the batter, then she just sat on one hand and ate batter with the other. Yes, I let my kids eat raw batter, I won’t rob them of a childhood memory just because of a little salmonella. What kind of Mom would that make me!
Birthday dinner with the supper club…..at Willies!! Duh. Josh had to work so we went there so he could join us when he wasn’t busy.
Harper even scored some new goods……crayons and paper so she could draw her “puppies.”
“Texting” on his new play cell.
This is what baby girls hair looks like after pig-tails and nap-time. GOO!!!
Big brothers are hilarious.
Painting Dino eggs for the Dino egg hunt at Paxton’s party.
And now, to make my day EVEN better, I get to listen to Josh and the electrician hammering and sawing away in the basement while Harper tries to sleep. Explain to me WHY you need to hammer and saw while wiring a basement? That doesn’t sound too reassuring to me. My husband is not the handiest guy, so forgive me if I am a bit nervous about him helping the electrician. I tease him and say that I won’t be surprised if I go down there when it is all finished, flip on a light switch, only to have the washing machine come on and a toilet flush. Except I am only HALF joking, half of me could totally see this happening.
Happy Tuesday, hope yours is better than mine, and if it’s not……….well that is why wine was invented. Grab a bottle and head over this way.