One of Those Days

Ever have one of THOSE days? Life has been pretty crazy at our house this week and even though we are used to crazy, this one has been particularly hectic. The Dog Walker has been the focus of everyone’s attention because of the merit badge thing. He was interview by Fox 13 news on Thursday afternoon (to be aired on Sunday, I’ll keep you posted). Then I was gone all evening playing volleyball and when I did get home just before ten I still had to run a canner full of green beans and help with homework, you know, all that normal stuff. And write my post, of course.

Today Scout had a Tea Party for a little friend having a birthday party on Saturday that Scout can't attend. That meant pink cupcakes and pink lemonade and 13 kids under the age of 10. Just as I finished making the frosting to spread over the 45 cupcakes I made last night, her mom called and said that Berkelee had strep and wouldn't be coming! But after Bossy talked with them, we had the party as planned. I hope nobody gets sick!

Tonight Teach was supposed to have some friends over to mimic our Iron Chef competition, but they switched venues at the last minute and that was fine by me! And tomorrow is my sweetie’s company party from 10:00 – 3:00. Then we have to meet at my aunt and uncle’s house for their 50th Wedding Celebration at 5:30.

On Sunday my brother and sisters are coming over to celebrate my Dad’s 76th birthday at my house. That means dinner and cake after three hours of church for roughly 30 people. Yeah, I’m tired. Oh, and in case you forgot, the Dog Walker also has a date to the Homecoming Dance tonight. I told him he had to go with me to order flowers for his date to wear on her wrist, so between the interview and the volleyball, we headed to the floral department of our local grocery store.

I learned a long time ago to avoid an actual flower shop on the day of a big dance. When Bossy was in high school, we bought a boutonniere for her date at Flower Patch. Unfortunately, so did everyone else. And even though they had extra people helping get the customers through as quickly as possible, that line out the door took nearly an hour and put us horribly behind schedule. I’ve found that the grocery store does a nice job and because they have multiple checkout stations you can get in and out in about 10 minutes.

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So we walked into the floral department and started looking around. The Dog Walker knew we were buying flowers, but I guess he thought we were designing them ourselves because he was totally smitten with a nice bunch of colored daisies. “Don’t you think Maddie would like these?” he asked, holding up the paper-wrapped bundle of long-stemmed daisies. “Yes,” I answered, “but I don’t think they will fit on her wrist.” He gave me an impatient look. Clearly we were not communicating here. So much so that he again pointed out that Maddie would really like those flowers. A few minutes later we had placed our order and were headed for the door. “Aren’t we going to buy anything?” the Dog Walker questioned. “No,” I replied, “I already had the girls pick up what I needed from the store today.” He pulled a squirming Baby Doll from our empty cart and we walked quickly to the exit. Time was running out and I still had to make dinner.

Somewhere during the day my van window decided it didn’t want to function any more, and of course it had to get stuck in the “down” position. That gave me a nice wind-blown look, but I was worried about the rainstorm we were supposed to get today. Fortunately the mechanic was able to fit me in and at least get it put back up. Baby Doll didn’t sleep last night either, so that was a doctor’s appointment and a confirmed ear infection. Don’t forget my half-dozen trips to the dance studio and chasing back and forth for football. A quick look at my calendar and you might agree that for me, EVERY day is one of THOSE days!