Okay, I might as well do this chronologically…
Friday:
Friday morning I woke up and for some reason Doodlebug was in the most horrible mood possible! He was yelling, crying, and throwing himself on the ground and didn’t want to cooperate with anyone!
All because he wanted – but didn’t want – a PB&J sandwich. Okay, so what happened is that Kitty made him a peanut butter sandwich and because it didn’t have jelly = temper tantrum! Okay, so I put jelly on it and then = temper tantrum! We are all trying to get loaded up into the HUMMER, so I can take everyone to school and he doesn’t want to sit in his car seat = temper tantrum! Kitty handed the PB&J sandwich to him after we finally got him buckled in and he THREW it up front! (At this point I was too mad to pull the car over and spank his butt all I could do was count to 10 and breathe!)
So naturally, I took his PB&J sandwich and threw it out the window = temper tantrum! I dropped Kiki off – I dropped Kitty off and then when I headed back East to take him to daycare (and about to EXPLODE with frustration) I came upon some ice from out of nowhere and rear ended another vehicle! (I watched in slow motion as I hit her Tahoe and told myself – yes this is about to happen! Eeeeeek!) The other vehicle turned the corner and as I followed her and we got out to inspect the damage – I saw that there wasn’t any. (WTH? Really? I hit her pretty dang hard and OMG, I must have been doing something right (like not spanking the hell out of my son) because we went about our merry ways. Doodlebug still cried the rest of the way to daycare because his sandwich was on the road somewhere feeding birds…
At daycare, I guessed he realized that I was actually relieved to drop him off because he needed me to hold his hand and sit with him and give him 15 kisses and 15 hugs before I left…and it totally changed my mood! Lol. There is nothing like the innocent hugs and kisses from your children – even when you swear they are possessed with demons!
I get to work and I don’t know if it was because my adrenaline was up from the near death insurance claim, or because Doodlebug distracted me with all of his temper tantrums, but my stomach was gurgling so bad that either I was going to regurgitate whatever was left in my stomach from the night before or I was going to have to run to the bathroom and become victim to a “downstairs” porcelain explosion of massive proportions! It turns out I had the stomach bug…so after a couple of hours, I headed home and spent the rest of the day in bed.
Saturday:
I was feeling completely normal and woke up at 6:15am in order to get Kitty to her bus on time. She had a tennis tournament all day in a neighboring town. I followed the bus to the tournament and was accompanied by a beautiful sunrise. (Of course I probably shouldn’t have been driving and taking pictures…)
Kitty played her first match after about 7 hours of arriving at the school. She played mixed doubles and that division was the last to play each round, so we didn’t get home until after 10pm. They ended up in Third Place and I took some amazing pictures, but when I went to load them onto my laptop at home – the laptop froze – EVERY TIME – so to save my laptop from being thrown out of the window too, I just gave up trying.
Sunday:
Sunday was my day to give my Valentines present to Mr. Strong. I took him shooting at Windwalker Farms – he is sooo easy.
They had a great turnout for the registered shoot! Our squad grew as the morning flew by waiting on Miss Hot Mess to arrive. (I think she was still wasted from the night before because as you will see in the following pictures, she definitely made herself comfortable between stations!)
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| Someone check to see if she is breathing! |
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| awwww! look how she "spoons" with her shotgun! |
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| No that is not a coat! That is Hot Mess sleeping on the table while everyone shoots! |
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| You really have to be messed up if you can sleep through shotguns going off! lol! |
Even though I started out quite bitchy that morning, I ended up having a great time!
Monday:
Valentine’s day! Yay! And can I just say that Mr. Strong did not disappoint!
I received 4 Valentine cards from Mr. Strong and although he had me crying through the first three, he had me laughing extremely hard at the last one!
I was upstairs in a meeting when I was called downstairs for a delivery. Mr. Strong surprised me with all of this and more AND Doodlebug! I got to eating all of the fruit out of the basket and that’s when I remembered that I still needed to take a picture! So notice the empty white sticks? those originally had fruit on them…yum!
I could go on and on about how wonderful Mr. Strong is, and about how he is the only one that can make me crazy in rage and crazy in love at the same time, but I will leave that for another day…I have a book going here…
Tuesday:
This was me yesterday…(and on most days)
Enough said…
Today:
Well today - right now - I am a little frustrated and little happy and little excited and also a little exhausted. Roll all of those feelings into one and you have one really lucky Mrs. Strong taco!
your hubby did great! i got nothing. literally. but that is another story.
ReplyDeleteyou lead a very busy life and i admire that you seem to keep everything in control. i wish i could do that.