Do you think you're ready for a REAL day at the Sanatorium? This is the history of October 19, 2010, unedited version:
Slept in an extra twenty minutes. This may not sound like that big of a deal, but it did put us all behind schedule, since Ben has piano at 7 am.
I drove to piano in my nightgown. And set out the garbage cans in my nighty, too. Brad was asleep, since he'd been up late doing bishop stuff.
I tried to iron Ben's shirt with my curling iron, but it just didn't have the strength to tackle a job of that magnitude. How do you lose an iron? Ours developed legs and walked somewhere.
Hyrum watched hours of TV this morning while I worked on the class I teach and neglected him. Evie slept the morning away.
Since he threw that fit, he was swiftly whisked into bed and I enjoyed a favorite gourmet lunch: Banquet turkey pot pie with ketchup and diet Pepsi. Blame my dad for both of these shortcomings. He'll gladly accept the blame. But I did get to savor People magazine over my lunch, effectively procrastinating what I should have been doing during naptime--working on class and ironing. (Is anyone else sad about Courteney Cox and David Arquette? I'm always sad when kids are involved).
2:30 is also about when my daily carb fest begins: Today it was half a snack bag of Bugles (from who-knows-where), half a sleeve of Ritz crackers and a slice of Havarti, three handfuls of pretzels.
I had forgotten that I had to drive boys to soccer practice at 4:15. Oops. So I hurried to the bathroom for a quick pit stop--and stepped barefoot into a puddle at the foot of the toilet. Two possibilities here--Hyrum missed, or . . . a quick swipe with a wipe confirmed my second possibility. Roxy drank out of the toilet. Never have I been so grateful that Ben forgot to water his dog.
Rounded them boys all up, headed over to the field.
Since I'd forgotten I was carpool Mom today, we ended up with four brown and orange boxes for dinner--Little Caesar once again saves the day! Have you had their cheesy Italian bread? It is a carb-and-fat lover's dream!! I know fish and shells would have been healthier, but seriously. When did I have time to cook?
I came home from our Relief Society meeting around 9:15 and headed upstairs to kiss and tuck in my kids. Hyrum was stirring, so I tucked his silky close around him, rubbed his clean head, and whispered in his ear, "Rum, I love you." He nestled closer into his pillow and sleepily uttered: "I know."
Then that means today was perfect.
Here's the link.
Let's see the real you. Are you brave enough?