good day.

Posted on | March 8, 2010 | 15 Comments

you know when life gets you down? all at once? and you feel like screaming and crying and eating a pie and hooking up a wine iv and then eating a pasta & cheese mountain and yelling obscenities at old defenseless people and puppies and almost for a second doubting that unicorns exsist?

yeah, me either.

that was not me last week at all. i wasn’t totally sick, dealing with a sick baby toddler, and almost sick husband. i wasn’t. i was not at all tired, mopey, anxious, annoyed, cursing my neighbor, or eating everything in sight by methodically going back and forth between salty and sweet (cadbury egg – popcorn. ice cream – chips. jelly beans – pasta with bacon) (OMG i just gained 6 pounds typing that). i absolutely did not cry because my throat hurt again for the millionth time this season and i most certainly did not tweet about how miserable i was for days.

in no way did i get my first snarky comment on my little old blog (I HAVE ARRIVED!) and figure out it’s probably someone i know. i also totes didn’t cry rocking my fevered sick kid in the middle of the night while she was gulping for air through her stuffy nose. i did not nearly go blind for a second with rage when the cat barfed immediately after i vacuumed and then pushed the nursery door open moments later at the very beginning of nap time.

EXCEPT FOR THAT I DID.

i did do all those things. last week blew the big one. last night i went to bed hoping this week would be better. monday didn’t fail me. thank you monday!

today i awoke feeling much better healthwise, and so did H. we enjoyed breakfast together and she even snuggled with me on the couch. i was able to blog during her nap (did you enter the giveaway? did you? DID YOU?) and she even sat still for piggy tails. we drew on her magnadoodle and played with her new bff, a red balloon the guy at the jiffy lube gave her yesterday (that sadly, is going to make the big night night any second – hims gonna die). scot decided he was going to go play the drums after work so i called my mom to see if she wanted the monster for a few hours. she picked her up after work and i? ran myself a hot bath, poured a glass of white and marinated in my own happiness. a very good day. exactly what i needed.

thank you monday.

post summary: last week can go fall of a bridge. the forecast for this week however is awesome with a side of BOOYAH. note to self: buy red balloons.

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