Ok, so first order of business... I can't get the computer to read the memory card in my mom's camera. That means I can't put up any interesting pictures to go along with my post. I took a whole bunch of pictures of my car. And now it won't work!
I also got a black eye yesterday playing at the pool and I can't put up any embarrassing pictures of that either. Bri wacked me right under my eye while we were playing "Alligator" with Bruddy and Max. I think it's God's way of telling me that I'm too old to play games at the pool anymore.
Four days left till I go back to school. There are boxes and random things all over our house for Henceforth and I to move back on Saturday. I have a lot to do this week. We are having a girl's night out tonight with a couple of my girlfriends from high school. Tomorrow lunch with another girlfriend. Thursday I'm going to the waterpark with a girlfriend and her niece and nephew and probably Max. Then family dinner that night if Pater Familias is back in time. Friday I'm going to the beach all day and then to a Hootie and the Blowfish concert that night. Whew!
So yesterday was not fun... aside that I got to hang out with Hunnybee. I got a black eye for one.
I woke up at 6am to take my dad to the airport for his flight to New York. We get there to find out that the flight was overbooked (he was supposed to take of Sunday afternoon but it was canceled). Then they decided to cancel the flight all together because the plane is "broken". This is at around 8:45... over an hour and half after the plane was originally supposed to take off. So Mommy Dearest and I leave the auto shop where we had taken the van and the jeep to be fixed. We drive the jeep which they hadn't started to work on yet back to the house to get my car. We took the jeep back to the auto place on the way to the airport. Then we drove around the airport and finally waited in a parking lot for almost 3o mins while the airport people took my dad's and the other passengers' luggage off of the "broken" plane.
My mom decides to rent a car and drive my dad to Myrtle Beach, roughly 2 hours away, to catch a flight from there at 1 o'clock. As we head home we have to pass the auto shop again and see that the van has now been finished (it's almost 10'clock by now) and they decided to just leave straight from there. My poor mom has no make up, no shower, and has to drive all the way to Myrtle Beach.
I head home to get the boys and take them to the pool (where I get my black eye). Hunnybee's little cousin was there. He's a sweet little boy about one and half. He started saying he had to go "tee-tee". So I pick him up and run to the bathroom pulling off the wet bathing suit as we go. Just as we get to the toilet... plop... little baby poop falls right on my foot! Lovely!
I head home and call my mom only to find out that my dad's 1 o'clock flight has not taken off yet (it's now 2:45pm). I then go looking at 2 different grocery stores for some protein shake sick Henceforth wants. Henceforth's boyfriend then takes me to the auto store to get the jeep and I was supposed to go pick up Bruddy from a pool across town. Totally forgot till I got home and went searching for my cell phone (which I had forgotten in a hurry to get to the auto shop) and there was a text that he had sent me. I went back out and got him, came home, made dinner, and proceeded to watch the Sex and the City dvds I'm borrowing till about 10:30pm at which point I'm so tired I can't keep my eyes open.
So that's my wonderful Monday... Tuesday's going much better so far. And there's a new poll on the right side bar!!! Vote on it!
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These are my random thoughts. I like to pretend to be very intellectual. Sometimes my posts are deep and sometimes they are about the weather, but they are always worth reading ;)
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3 comments:
What a day! What a day! What a big help you are to your family, though.
Oh man and so sorry about the eye! Ouch!
What a frantic day! I hope today is much better for you! I'm doing a giveaway on my blog...check it out! I am still laughing about the ...plop...
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