Wednesday, July 11, 2007

Just so you know friend Paige says that everyone is perfect in their blogs. Well, here's a not-perfect post.

Today is a crapalicious day.

#1--my kids are totally bugging me. Either arguing every decision I make (of course, Emma, oldest daughter--just like me), fighting with the neighbor girl all day or complaining about her "before dinner" job, starting at 7am when she wakes up (Jane) or crying since he woke up from his nap 2 hours ago (Seth--nothing is helping, I'm holding, feeding, isolating, putting him in the backyard--still crying)...they're driving me insane. Give me a minute and I'll figure out what Gabe is doing wrong, too. Oh I know today he was tormenting Jane with "crybaby, crybaby, stick your head in pie-baby." See...very annoying.

And THEN...we decided to meet Ryan for lunch at a park downtown, when mid-trip we get in a fight via cell phone. So I turn around halfway there and drive home. We make up 10 minutes after I get home and then I regret all afternoon that I didn't get to see him.

AND it's 100 degrees here and so no one can be outside unless they are wet. Which my kids are, but not until after I searched the whole house for the right swimsuit for Jane and found out the hose had been run over, so we can't hook it up to the fun sprinkler thing.
So when I finally get them outside (Seth is still howling all over the house--he's not sick, so don't think that and feel sorry for him--but I ignore it) and so I try to straighten up. I go into the kids' bathroom and in their little toilet area, where it's a million degrees and the door has been shut, there is a poopy diaper that begins to stink up the whole upstairs. I've, of course, told people not to put diapers there, but NO ONE ever listens to simple instructions that benefit the whole house, do they?

Luckily I am having a pre-birthday outing sans aforementioned annoying family, so hopefully I will like them all (I already like you, Ryan, so don't get mad when you read this) when I get home.

So there's not-perfect for you.

(wait...Seth has stopped crying because I plopped him in front of Jane's tub of My Little Ponies(usually contraband for Seth), so maybe things are looking up!)


Celia Fae said...

Crapalicious. Love it.

Kirsten said...

I'm glad you have these days, too. It makes me feel a little more sane.

Paige said...

Yay! Now we can be friends because you have a tiny flaw in that your kids aren't always perfect. Happy birthday!! Hope you get to eat a lot and shop.


Totally cute and funny post...much like my days! It's a good thing when we can make fun of ourselves and our day via blog. It's therapeutic, that's for sure! Happy Birthday...33 feels good, let me tell you! Call me and I will walk you through adding some fun blog features.

rubberbandgirl said...

Why do I get the feeling you'll be getting the most posts on this one...just one of those days...sigh... I think I'm due for one, but can it come on Saturday instead of Sunday?