Monday, February 23, 2009

So this is what it has come to

I was actually trying to write a post from my iPhone in the Wal-Mart parking lot this morning. For some reason, I could only type in the title box, so it didn't happen.  Huck is currently at Tae Kwon Do with Grandpa and Worm is eating, so I am stealing a few minutes to complete my thoughts from 8:20 a.m.  They will not be as sharp as they would have been this morning.  At 8:20 this morning I thought of some funny stuff, but now the funny has worn off.  I am, without a doubt, a morning person.  In fact 3-6 p.m. is my worst time of day. I'm just warning you in case this post is lame.  

I just re-read that paragraph, it's already lame.  If you quit reading now I won't get my feelings hurt.

Still with me?  Brave soul.  Or possibly you are a masochist?  Whatever butters your muffin.

So my hair dryer decided to break this morning.  It seems I have bad hair dryer juju.  Years ago it was bad blender juju.  More recently it has been bad coffee maker juju.  In case you are wondering, I define bad appliance juju as having an appliance and its replacement break within a few months of each other.  For blenders it was 3 blenders in a year.  The coffee pot juju spanned a couple of years.  I am guessing 7 coffee pots in 2& 1/2 years.  I am actually glad to be rid of the bad coffee pot juju.  If I had to choose getting through my day with bad hair or getting through my day without coffee, I would go with bad hair.

Because of the broken hair dryer, I was running about 10 minutes early this morning. Normally I would hang out at the school and see what events might need my assistance this week. However, I promised Huck that I would never go into his school looking really bad, and my hair looked really bad.  So I dropped him off.

Dropping him off only made me more early.

Are you wondering what a stay at home mom with no life outside her kids could possibly be early for?  Thought so.

The popcorn chicken, duh.

If we get to Wal-Mart before 8:30, we have to wait on the chicken and then it is too hot to eat. Worm is a toddler.  'Nough said.

So how did I resolve this?  We sat in the Wal-Mart parking lot and watched an Elmo DVD until 8:35.

This is what has become of my life.


  1. Oh, Lordy...what you do for the kids! Pretty funny if you ask me. I can totally see how Worm would not quite understand having to wait for the chicken popcorn! Hard to reason with a not-quite-2-year-old...

  2. Do you think Huck would have been like this if he had stayed home with me? I know their personalities are night & day, but how much of this is my fault? I don't give in to tantrums if it is reasonable to wait him out. In this case I was just anticipating a tantrum and proactively avoiding it. Huck had his bratty moments, but now they seem mild in comparison. Is my memory faulty? Was he that bad too? Is Worm going to come out of this as sweet and easy going as Huck? Help me, the guilt-o-meter is creeping up there again!

  3. I don't remember Huck being into tantrums...he's pretty laid back and easy going as long as he knows whats going on. I think it's just a personality difference. They are do different. Now you get to see how the other half lives!!!