This morning, Emma climbed into bed with me to read her library book. I love it when she does this! The confidence and excitement in her little voice when she knows the words makes me smile from the inside out. She really only likes to do this on her terms, so I cherish these mornings when she willingly reads to me!
After she read me the story, she started telling me about the dream she had last night.
"Last night, I had a dream that me and Bryce were old, like seventy years old, and..."
I interrupted her, "Seventy? You were old like Great Pawpaw?"
Her face became puzzled and she stared at me for a moment before responding.
"Wait, wait, wait", she said. "How old are you again?"
I replied, "Twenty seven!"
"Oh, yeah! Me and Bryce were twenty seven then."
I burst out into laughter! I always thought I looked young for my age, but I guess there isn't much difference between twenty seven and seventy!
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Day 1: Why do restaurants ALWAYS screw up our order?!
So, I've been having one of those days where you wake up in an okay mood, but as the day progresses your mood seems to worsen. Nothing really went wrong, but I felt myself becoming more and more frustrated in general throughout the day. I'm sure it's simply from exhaustion-we can all relate to that, right? I've only been home for three days from a week long vacation, and I'm already exhausted....not a good sign!
Anyhow, it's been one of those days. I was just getting ready to start making dinner when I received a phone call from a client who needed my assistance with something. Sidetracked and sitting in front of the computer again, almost an hour had passed and my husband was now home from work...and guess what? I still hadn't started dinner. I suggested we go out to eat to make things faster and easier....HAHA! What a JOKE!
To begin, the mere thought of going out to eat was treacherous for my "not sleepy" five year old. What should have been a two second process of putting on shoes and a jacket quickly turned into a massive production or arguing over which shoes, whining about the jacket and rolling about the floor. For the grand finale, she went into full meltdown mode which featured kicking her shoes back OFF, stomping her feet against the wall, and turning on the waterworks of course. She was tired and hungry...but so was I! And this only fueled my frustration. I finally was able to get her to stop, put on her shoes, and get into the car. Please tell me you have these moments too!?!
Once in the car, we now have the never ending battle of WHERE to go eat.
Josh: Where do you want to go?
Sally: I don't know, where do you want to go?
Josh: I asked you because you won't like the places I choose.
Sally: Well that's because you will purposely choose places you know I don't like.....I guess we could do Chinese...
Josh: <Slight Sigh>
Emma: <Chimes in from the back seat> I DONT WANT CHINESE!
Josh: I guess Chinese is fine...
Sally: Ok, you obviously don't want Chinese..that was my suggestion, so now you suggest something...
On and on it goes, until we decide Cracker Barrel. Emma is happy with that, which is an added bonus!
As I look over my menu, I see that they have a Wednesday special of chicken pot pie, which sounds delicious! But as I order it, I'm told that it's a lunch special only and that they are sold out...STRIKE ONE!
So, I settle for chicken and dumplings with corn and hashbrown casserole...and I cringe at the thought of all those carbs in one meal, but screw it! I have a question for any reader who eats at Cracker Barrel, or perhaps works there....are biscuits supposed to come out BEFORE the meal, or with it?!
It has become inevitable that no matter WHERE we go eat, be it McDonalds or Olive Garden, there is something about my family's aura that causes them to make SOMETHING wrong. I mean, someone please, PLEASE tell me how you can screw up an order where the request is, "Please make that burger plain...I dont want anything on it except the mean, plain plain PLAIN please".....and then it comes out with extra mayo, coating both the top and bottom bun!? Haha, poor Josh...
So, there we are at Cracker Barrel, tired and hungry and I in my sour mood. For once, our order was actually brought out correctly. But as I took a nice bite into my dumplin', I was severely disappointed. It was cold. My hashbrown casserole was hard, cold and stale. STRIKE TWO! Wouldn't you know that our waiter had taken on a party of about 15 people, seated directly next to us, and was too busy to come check on us. By the time he finally came back to see "how things were", Josh and Emma were nearly done eating, and I was fuming! STRIKE THREE! I told him my food was cold and awful, so he took it back to the kitchen to "fix me a new plate", which I interpreted as, "throw it in the microwave"! He brought it back, then disappeared. To his credit, it was piping hot the second time, and much more enjoyable, but Josh and Emma were now finished eating and I felt like our meal was done at this point. To make matters worse, I didn't get a refill on my water until he was ready to bring the check, so I was sucking on ice cubes to get some sort of liquid relief with my meal! DOUBLE WHAMMY! To top it all off, the woman who rung us up didn't ask how we enjoyed our meal; although, it's probably better she didn't because I was likely at that point to rip someone a new one! STICK A FORK IN ME, I'M DONE! Way beyond three strikes now!
In the midst of being completely frustrated, irritated, grumpy and complaining, I did take a few moments to look at the bright side. I had food. I had water. I was going to a lovely home with a perfectly adorable family. Some people can't say they have even one of those things. So until the next time we go out to eat, and face this whole crisis over again, I will turn my frown around and consider myself blessed for living in these moments that drive me completely crazy! :)
Anyhow, it's been one of those days. I was just getting ready to start making dinner when I received a phone call from a client who needed my assistance with something. Sidetracked and sitting in front of the computer again, almost an hour had passed and my husband was now home from work...and guess what? I still hadn't started dinner. I suggested we go out to eat to make things faster and easier....HAHA! What a JOKE!
To begin, the mere thought of going out to eat was treacherous for my "not sleepy" five year old. What should have been a two second process of putting on shoes and a jacket quickly turned into a massive production or arguing over which shoes, whining about the jacket and rolling about the floor. For the grand finale, she went into full meltdown mode which featured kicking her shoes back OFF, stomping her feet against the wall, and turning on the waterworks of course. She was tired and hungry...but so was I! And this only fueled my frustration. I finally was able to get her to stop, put on her shoes, and get into the car. Please tell me you have these moments too!?!
Once in the car, we now have the never ending battle of WHERE to go eat.
Josh: Where do you want to go?
Sally: I don't know, where do you want to go?
Josh: I asked you because you won't like the places I choose.
Sally: Well that's because you will purposely choose places you know I don't like.....I guess we could do Chinese...
Josh: <Slight Sigh>
Emma: <Chimes in from the back seat> I DONT WANT CHINESE!
Josh: I guess Chinese is fine...
Sally: Ok, you obviously don't want Chinese..that was my suggestion, so now you suggest something...
On and on it goes, until we decide Cracker Barrel. Emma is happy with that, which is an added bonus!
As I look over my menu, I see that they have a Wednesday special of chicken pot pie, which sounds delicious! But as I order it, I'm told that it's a lunch special only and that they are sold out...STRIKE ONE!
So, I settle for chicken and dumplings with corn and hashbrown casserole...and I cringe at the thought of all those carbs in one meal, but screw it! I have a question for any reader who eats at Cracker Barrel, or perhaps works there....are biscuits supposed to come out BEFORE the meal, or with it?!
It has become inevitable that no matter WHERE we go eat, be it McDonalds or Olive Garden, there is something about my family's aura that causes them to make SOMETHING wrong. I mean, someone please, PLEASE tell me how you can screw up an order where the request is, "Please make that burger plain...I dont want anything on it except the mean, plain plain PLAIN please".....and then it comes out with extra mayo, coating both the top and bottom bun!? Haha, poor Josh...
So, there we are at Cracker Barrel, tired and hungry and I in my sour mood. For once, our order was actually brought out correctly. But as I took a nice bite into my dumplin', I was severely disappointed. It was cold. My hashbrown casserole was hard, cold and stale. STRIKE TWO! Wouldn't you know that our waiter had taken on a party of about 15 people, seated directly next to us, and was too busy to come check on us. By the time he finally came back to see "how things were", Josh and Emma were nearly done eating, and I was fuming! STRIKE THREE! I told him my food was cold and awful, so he took it back to the kitchen to "fix me a new plate", which I interpreted as, "throw it in the microwave"! He brought it back, then disappeared. To his credit, it was piping hot the second time, and much more enjoyable, but Josh and Emma were now finished eating and I felt like our meal was done at this point. To make matters worse, I didn't get a refill on my water until he was ready to bring the check, so I was sucking on ice cubes to get some sort of liquid relief with my meal! DOUBLE WHAMMY! To top it all off, the woman who rung us up didn't ask how we enjoyed our meal; although, it's probably better she didn't because I was likely at that point to rip someone a new one! STICK A FORK IN ME, I'M DONE! Way beyond three strikes now!
In the midst of being completely frustrated, irritated, grumpy and complaining, I did take a few moments to look at the bright side. I had food. I had water. I was going to a lovely home with a perfectly adorable family. Some people can't say they have even one of those things. So until the next time we go out to eat, and face this whole crisis over again, I will turn my frown around and consider myself blessed for living in these moments that drive me completely crazy! :)
What the heck is this blog about, anyways?
I consider myself a writer. I've been wanting to write something of substantial interest for quite some time, but have found the task to become much less desirable and much more daunting the older and busier I get. I finally decided that today will be my day to start, and that I will start it with the blog I've been most interested in writing for the past year. I hope you can relate to some of the topics, or at least find some amusement, inspiration or answers here!
In this blog, I intend for you to find two specific things with the first being my rants over daily frustrations. I believe that my complaining antics and irritable nature will find some relief in expelling them into words on a page rather than words in my husbands ears....and I'm sure his ears will thank this blog later :) I feel confident that at least one person who may stumble upon this blog will relate to some of the rhetorical questions I post! The second thing I expect you to find on this blog are CUTE and FUNNY stories about some of the questions I get asked by my five year old daughter, or in some cases, just funny incidences. I really need a way to document some of the things she asks, and I feel this is the perfect way to record for later reminiscing...or blackmail...haha! I hope that it might give you all some "wisdom" on how to answer those challenging childhood questions. Oh, and if you have had this same question asked, but responded differently, please post to the blog with your variation! I'd love to expand my mommy wisdom!
I hope you get something out of what I post, and I welcome your positive feedback or added stories! Please share your experiences, that way we can all feel as if we are not alone! Happy reading, and thank you for stopping by!
In this blog, I intend for you to find two specific things with the first being my rants over daily frustrations. I believe that my complaining antics and irritable nature will find some relief in expelling them into words on a page rather than words in my husbands ears....and I'm sure his ears will thank this blog later :) I feel confident that at least one person who may stumble upon this blog will relate to some of the rhetorical questions I post! The second thing I expect you to find on this blog are CUTE and FUNNY stories about some of the questions I get asked by my five year old daughter, or in some cases, just funny incidences. I really need a way to document some of the things she asks, and I feel this is the perfect way to record for later reminiscing...or blackmail...haha! I hope that it might give you all some "wisdom" on how to answer those challenging childhood questions. Oh, and if you have had this same question asked, but responded differently, please post to the blog with your variation! I'd love to expand my mommy wisdom!
I hope you get something out of what I post, and I welcome your positive feedback or added stories! Please share your experiences, that way we can all feel as if we are not alone! Happy reading, and thank you for stopping by!
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