Mommy is going on vacation. Mommy is not taking Daddy, and no Mommy is not taking any of you. Mommy needs a break from all of you! Yes there will be a constant barrage of phone calls and little kicks in my belly to remind me that you are all still here, but Mommy is going to try really hard and drink a few Virgin Delicious thingies and forget about responsibility while she flaunts what little she still has left (that in reality no one wants to see) for a weekend of bliss.
Insert the name of the unwritten rule or law that dictates that all that can go wrong will go wrong. The unwritten rule or thingy that dictates that every possible scenario to block Mommy from having a moment of bliss will happen in the next 24 hours.
I was called at work because there was an emergency and I was so excited to leave that I didn't see past the sarcasm in my husband voice when he said "I think she might need stitches." In fact everything else was blocked out as I frantically tried to find my car keys and sprint for the door.
It turned out that Brenna at some point LAST NIGHT had managed to find a wad of gum to become entangled in her hair. And since Brenna didn't wake up the first 4 times this morning, she didn't brush her hair so she didn't notice it was in her hair until she went to fuss with it on the bus. Le sigh...you would have thought that the world had come to a screeching halt when she got home apparently because nothing could or would be done until Mommy got home to take it out...and get those scissors away from her~ So 45 mins and 1/2 bottle of Olive Oil and all is right with the world.
We missed Gunnar's appointment with the behavior therapist because of this. Gunnar was happy though...he didn't really want to go...he never wants to go. I have to send the co pay for the booked appointment and a cancellation fee. There goes part of my party fund. =(
Since I have been sick all week, I decided to fit in a quick visit to the grocery store. What's wrong Odin? Oh you are barfing all over yourself in the back of the car. Fantastic...but I want food. Great you feel better...well let's take you to Nanma's house and then Mommy will take everyone else to the store...mmmK? Alright. Here we are...why are you making that faaaa......ce? Dammit. So home we went and Ramen Noodles were had by all.
So I went upstairs to finish packing...and my suitcase that I had packed the night before...no where to be found...why because Gunnar got into it and exploded the shampoo everywhere. Try to hold it together, Mommy, try to keep it together. So now I don't have time to get more shampoo so I scrounged up all the shampoo samples I could find in the house and stuck them in a ziplock bag...and I am washing all the clothes...and fantastic...didn't remember to rinse first so there is soap all over my floor.
So as I am sitting here typing all this out...I am waiting for Jaxom's fiasco to hit...it will probably be a real humdinger too. Hopefully it can wait til I get back...please wait til I get back...I am already dreaming of the sunshine and the ocean breeze...LALALALALALALALALALALALALALA invisible rule...I can't hear you!
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