Today has been one of those days where I should have stayed in bed.
*as if I actually had the option :P*
Bad hair day.
Driving along the road when I notice a wasp was hangin out on my steering wheel.
Scream, slam on the breaks, pull off to the side of the road, jump out, get kids out, roll down all the windows and throw shoes at it to get it to go away, have a guy come ask if I need help and graciously escorts the stupid thing out of my car and didn't even laugh (per my request :).
Run into neighbor at store and get super embarrassed because my hair looks so stupid
(hey Gina! :)
Pull up to front of the house swear I put the car into park, take foot off the break and almost slam into our motor home.
Accidentally poke Roman really hard with my fingernail making him cry.
Bad hair day continues as I have to go to a graduation party for my sisters cosmetology school.
Late to party that I'm taking pictures for because my husbands truck runs out of gas on me, almost dies twice in intersections even though he swore I'd have enough to get there and back.
Camera was put up a fight at party.
And now, I'm home, the kids and husband are gone, and I just might crawl back into bed where I belong.
*fyi - even though it was a crazy day, I did have good moments and even managed to clean my house and have a good time doing it - probably because I put on my new apron (that's right, I got me an apron baby! - more on that later) and it made me feel like a good little house wife. :)
2 comments:
I hate those days. Loathe them. So glad your terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day is over!
Okay first of all I was so self absorbed in my own world and getting my kids home and fed before a major meltdown it took a while before it registered that your hair looked shorter, so no worries I obviously wasn't paying too close attention. I'm sorry you had a such a bad day, but I LOVE cute aprons, they make me happy and feel super cute too.
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