The past two days have been a test of my patience. I feel I have passed with flying colors (thank-you-very-much). Not only am I in a good enough mood to blog but I've also folded a load of laundry made dinner, done the dishes, and made sub plans for tomorrow (Oh yes. My story ends with making sub plans).
It all started Sunday. Sunday is the day when our family goes to the grocery store. We like to go together
a. because we are both equally picky eaters and if only 1 of us goes then the other one complains about a lack of "good food" for the week
b. it is much easier to have a two-to-one ratio at the store with a one year old
c. we could leave the one year old at home and go individually but then we are back at a...
So. Sunday. (Keep in mind, this day does not count in the days that test my patience. That begins on MONDAY.)
Sunday, Scott had to work a softball double header so we planned on going to the store in the evening. The weather had other plans. It kept storming off and on throughout the day causing game delays and it eventually became evident that Scott would not even be home before Audrey's bedtime, let alone in time for our weekly grocery adventure. I piled Audrey in the car to get some groceries but remembered last minute that the car seat we were planning on buying was on sale at Babies R Us in Fort Collins, so I made the hasty decision to get that instead of food. The highlight of this decision was that it also meant I got to have dinner with a great friend, who is so wonderful to Audrey.
Once Audrey and I got home and we cleaned out Tober's kennel (oh...did I forget to mention he pottied in his kennel while we were gone? No big deal... LOAD OF LAUNDRY NUMBER 1.) I made sure I had the things I needed for lunch the next day and got to bed early.
Monday morning arrived and I woke up to find we had NOTHING to eat for breakfast (if you exclude the boxes of cereal and oatmeal that don't count as "good food" in my book). I made do with a random conglomeration of snacks but was off to a rocky start because I was hungry for some waffles. Once I got to school I had to survive a crazy day of a Read-A-Thon (in theory, a great idea. In practice, not so great). My class struggles with schedule changes so this threw us in a tizzy. Then, we had a very kind fireman come to read as a guest, but he was a little TOO kind b/c halfway through the kids had convinced him he could sign all their backpacks (like he was a celebrity...). I searched frantically through my supplies to find something besides articles of clothing/backpacks he could sign and found a stack of "HAPPY BIRTHDAY" bookmarks. They made do.
Once the day of reading was finished I hopped in the car to get Audrey and head to the grocery store (one-on-one, Scott had to work late). This is when I came across my Windsor Arch Nemesis: The train. Windsor is where windmill turbines are made, which is again great in theory, but they have to ship by train, and the company that makes them waits until 4:00 in the afternoon to ship 50 enormous turbines through town. The train tracks divide the town in half and if you are unlucky enough to try and maneuver through town when it is time for them to ship you will wait 45 min. No joke. At a flashing light. With no where to go. It's miserable.
Well. I have sat at that train crossing for 45 min. for the last time. I drove in a 20 mile semi circle around the town of Windsor back to where I started (but on the OTHER side of the tracks) to pick up Audrey in time to see that the turbines were still doing a great job of sitting, blocking traffic. I felt very proud and vindicated.
Audrey and I then proceeded to the grocery store where I went straight to the back to get some string cheese and a free cookie for Audrey to munch while I was shopping. By this point I was tired, hungry, and remembering the morning, when the only options for breakfast was oatmeal. By the end of the trip I had enough food to make 11 meals and 5 options for breakfast (Toaster Strudel, Waffles, Bagels, Poptarts, and pancakes). By the time we got home it was time for a quick dinner, bath, and then bed.
Wake up and it's Tuesday. Today! I got up early and had plenty of time for a wonderful breakfast of a toaster strudel AND a bagel and was off to work. Work went by quickly enough, it was a nice day settling back into our routine. Scott stayed home to thatch our yard (another story ENTIRELY...he's just now coming in after 13 hours and as he puts it "13 hours, and the yard still looks like garbage), to get ready to seed so he went to pick up Audrey at the sitter.
We ended up both heading home about the same time when all of a sudden he's panicked and pulling over to the side of the road. Audrey has gotten sick and thrown up EVERYWHERE in his car. She's a mess. He's a mess. The car seat is a mess. It's pretty awesome.
We met up at a tire shop and cleaned Audrey off. I brought her home and gave her bath number 1 while Scott cleaned the carseat (LOAD OF LAUNDRY NUMBER 2). Audrey has been fighting a cold so I thought her vomiting was probably just a residual of her congestion. She ate what I thought was a fantastic dinner, but as I was cleaning her up I realized she had gotten sick (the other end...) all over her high chair. Cue bath number 2, and LOAD OF LAUNDRY NUMBER 3.
While I was getting Audrey in her second bath Tober thought he had had enough, and went to the restroom on the dirty laundry waiting downstairs. LOAD OF LAUNDRY NUMBER 4.
Now, I've just finished making sub plans for tomorrow, am about to gorge myself on junk food (in case I come down with the stomach bug too, I'm planning ahead and eating my favorite foods now...), and will hopefully enjoy a minute or two with my husband (after he finishes chasing the moth that just flew in the window...).
:)
So I managed to hold back on Facebook but our blog is fair game for me to post any and every picture we took on Easter. It will be hard to believe these are my favorites. There are many more to choose from :)
