Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Lesson learned: Patting your own back can lead to a broken arm...

We headed off to Corinne's ballet pictures, Right On Time! Hair done. Shoes, hat, and dinner for afterwards packed into a cooler. All kids' teeth brushed and we were even EARLY!!

"I rock!" I must admit, I did think this to myself a few times...

You'd think I'd learn...

Apparently, not.

It wasn't until I saw the sign on the high school we were headed into that said "South High School" that I realized we wanted our town's NORTH high school for ballet pictures... DANG!!

Enter the Flex's ability to magically tell me where the North high school was. Unfortunately, it was on, well, the OTHER SIDE OF TOWN. (funny how that works...)

After listening to our teeny tiny guide in a box tell me where to turn, we bolted inside the NORTH high school and I threw Corinne at her dance instructor with the form (filled out. THANKFULLY) so that I could turn around and sprint back to the car to grab the ballet shoes that were still on my front seat.

I panted and straggled inside (I need to work out. I am old.) and somehow managed to continue looking like a ditz the entire photo shoot, but survived long enough to change Corinne into her jeans behind her brothers backs (in the hall!) and then get Evan into his soccer gear for practice.

Feeling a little more organized, we arrived at practice 45 minutes early on purpose. We ate our strawberries, Cheerios and fruit chews while playing at the park until we had to head to the soccer field portion of the park. It wasn't until I noticed that the soccer fields were BARREN that I remembered a crucial point; Evan has soccer on Wednesdays. Justin has soccer on TUESDAYS.

@#%@#%!!!

Seriously?

Seriously.

This is my life, folks. And my life includes Justin playing soccer 20 minutes late in his sandals.

Fine. Whatever. He played well and all was forgiven. We pulled out of practice only to have Corinne awaken from her short and spontaneous nap in the back seat. Screaming. Like a banshee. The entire drive home! This, of course, prompted Justin's "noise issues" so we now had 2 screaming children in the car. FUN! Yay for Mommyhood!!

When I unbuckled her at home, I realized what she had been bawling about; the poor baby had woken up only to have an accident in her car seat! She was mortified, to say the least.

Carried the soaking 3 year old upstairs. Washed her, changed her, Evan made her happy ("Can you knock me out, Rinny? How hard can you hit me?"). Flipped on American Idol and we all watched 3 very talented singers do a great job. Voted for Kris and Adam and sent them upstairs to brush teeth and get dressed while I straightened up downstairs.

Big mistake. Huge.*

Somewhere in the middle of reading The Lion, The Witch and the Wardrobe to Justin, Corinne announced,

"Mommy! There's water raining in the family room!"

This was just too unique to be a childish fantasy, so I raced downstairs. Sure enough, water was pouring into our family room from a crack in the ceiling!

In between voting for our idols and reading C.S. Lewis, Corinne had flooded the upstairs sink. Hot water, nonetheless!

The water is sopped up and I believe the damage is minimal. That ceiling needed a painting desperately, anyway, but I wish I didn't have additional stains on it. Especially since painting the ceilings isn't anywhere near being in our budget...

I am off to see what awaits me on my dvr. I need a girl show. I think I have the new Medium recorded to watch... Yes. That and a glass of wine should make everything better....


*Name that movie! Come on Stacey!

20 comments:

Jane @ What About Mom? said...

Oh man! Bad day.

I wish it didn't sound so exactly like something (a whole bunch of somethings) that could happen to me any day now . . .

Though I have to say that you trying so hard, and somehow pulling it all off -- GOOD ENOUGH! -- and the kids reading C.S.Lewis? Pretty much proves that you rock!

Carrying it off when everything is going fine doesn't really say much about our character does it? It's still being alive, and present, and ready to try again the next day that makes us successful mothers.

Tracey - Just Another Mommy Blog said...

Jane, you are forgiven for calling the Ford a Hearse.

Thanks for the nice comment.:)

Type (little) a said...

Pretty Woman!

And I am laughing WITH you....

anymommy said...

Damn! I knew that one and as good as I am at asking it, I never actually know when put on the spot. That's what I get for going away with my husband and getting behind.

May the rest of the week be much, much better.

shortmama said...

Wow what a looooong day!!!

And that is from Pretty Woman!

Gettysburg Mom said...

That kind of day clearly calls for a do over.

Sophie, Inzaburbs said...

That is the kind of day I have nightmares about. And the reason my kids don't get to do any after school sports. I am tired enough by the end of the day, without having to actually remember things.

I wonder if a coating of Kilz might help your living room ceiling? Half my dining room ceiling has been plain white primer for over a year now, and honestly I don't think anybody ever looks up. If they do, they are too polite to say anything...

L~ said...

none of us are alone - ever - are we? In our misery and our joys, too, I guess! What a day!

cookingschoolconfidential.com said...

This is so a three martini (or slices of chocolate cake - depending on your preference) day.

Not that I need an excuse, but, still, nice to have one.

Cheers!

BlondeAmbition said...

In my experience, there is NOTHING that a glass of wine and a chick flick can't fix. All that and you were still sane enough to be witty ... impressive!

mamatucci said...

wow when it rains it pours literly. Well it sounds like you took it all so well.

Issas Crazy World said...

Dude, what a day. The only good thing about days like that, is you suddenly appreciate the normal days more. :) Hope today is better.

And if you like chick flicks at all, Bride Wars is my current obsession.

Michelle said...

oh my goodness what a day!! I sure hope today is much smoother for you!

Justin & Kristin said...

OMG...what a crazy day, I am just waiting for mine!!!

Happy Mama's day a bit late!!! Sounds like you had a fun day. What more do mom's need to do than sit around and relive or birth storys!! All my friends and I do the same thing, drives the men CRAZY!!!

Have a wonderful rest of your week.
Cheers,
Kristin

Nikki said...

Bad bad day, but the Ford did get you there.lol

Beck said...

OH NO!
Well, the consolation must be that the day is over, right?

mom2three said...

wowza...actually sounds like many of my days lately!!! Im glad Im not the only one...I hope that you have recovered from the "eventful" day!

Sarah @ BecomingSarah.com said...

Ugh. Sounds like one of THOSE days. I think you should take today easy, and make sure it's laced with both chocolate and alcohol. You can save the working out for a day that's already gone to Hell in a handbasket.

Really, though, well done on continuing to give it your best effort. I hope today is better =)

we are reilly said...

I laughed this entire post! Well written....I can feel that frantic feeling...I've been there!

JC said...

Funny how just when you get on the high horse, life knocks you down a few notches. Sounds like a crazy day, but you survived. Hope you rock this weekend too....just without all the mix-ups. :P

Jennifer

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