Yesterday started with hearing the words “Mom, I lost Lucy in your room so if you see an orange catepillar with a black face will you please tell me because I miss her”.
So of course I was sure today would be better. You would think.
Then I woke up really late because my daughter had swiped my phone and turned off my alarms so she could play her games.
When I did get up and went to fix breakfast I found my Ipad chilling in the refrigerator. Just hanging out, acting all cool… great.
Then I sat down to catch up with some important emails and Princess Newbie decided to help me type. It was cute though so she got away with it. She kept saying, “I help. I help”. Adorable.
The girls got out the playdoh and cookie cutters which sound innocent. Did you know that playdoh can explode? We might reenact a volcanic explosion later this year using playdoh. Just ignore the purple dots on the ceiling.
Finally I glanced up at the clock to realize that we were supposed to meet a friend to go swimming in 15 minutes but I hadn’t fed the kids lunch yet.
20 minutes later we had lunch, swim clothes, gymnastics clothes for later and headed for the pool. Until we realized that I had left Princess Newbies floaty, which we call duck even though it looks like a pelican, in the garage. So back we went to the house to grab the duck… er… pelican before we could go back to the pool.
At 2:59 we pulled out of the pool and raced to gymnastics to have the kids there in time for their 3 oclock gymnastic’s camp. I dropped them off and went to pull away but something told me to go in and check on them. When I did I discovered that there is no camp on Fridays, it’s just Monday through Thursday. So who else took their kid to camp today on the wrong day? I’m a winner.
After that we headed to the grocery store and ran through grabbing stuff for tomorrow’s swim meet. The older two were in their gymnastics unitards, Princess Newbie was in her swimsuit, or “swim soup” as she calls it, and I was in my suit with a dress over it sans make – up and hair. Princess Girly Girl told me that I forgot to rub that stuff all over my face that hides all my bumps. That would be called foundation and thanks for reminding me. We were classy.
Back home I put up groceries and picked up the house while starting the grill to make a nice dinner. Mr. Byrd texted me to let me know he was leaving late and was very sick. My allergies had been bugging me all day but around this same time it had hit me like a lead brick and all I wanted to do was crawl under the table and hide. But that’s not an option when Mr. Byrd is already hiding there.
I went outside to pull the meat off the grill so it could “rest” while I continued to work my butt off. But the meat decided to flip out and go spastic which lead to it’s mortal demise on the patio.
Of course that couldn’t be how it ended. Oh no. The dogs ate it so fast and it was so hot that one of it threw it all back up while the other one sat there and ate the throw up while I screamed and jumped up and down hoping it wasn’t really happening. Oh but it was.
Fast forward two more hours and the girls are in bed, Lucy the Catepillar has been replaced by another catepillar that happens to be breathing (which is more than we can say for Lucy), and Damion is asleep in bed with a fever.
And tomorrow morning we have district swim meet at 7am.
Somewhere there’s someone peacefully laying on a beach sipping a drink while reading a book. And I hate them.