Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Today's post is brought to you by...

... the letters OMG, GFY and if I can manage to stay awake long enough, VQA.

Both kids woke me up, late no less, at the exact same time this morning. Never a good thing. He wants food, she wants to talk about cows and I just want to go to the bathroom. No one is in a good mood. After feeding the kids, I settled down with my toast and promptly heard the garbage truck. Bloody hell. Missed it completely. This hurts because three bags needed to go out, we're rocking two kids in diapers and hosting Thanksgiving this weekend. Not sure about your neighbourhood, but we get four bags per pickup, once every two weeks. I don't feel like paying for the extra, but it may be imminent. I think our neighbours across the road are about to set up a camera -- I've been dumping extra garbage bags on their side of the street for a couple months now. They only ever have two bags, what can I say... .

With the recycling thrown onto the boulevard, we got ready to head out and I realized the soother my son had been rocking for 1/2 an hour was in upside down. He didn't seem to mind, so I shook that one off quickly.

My daughter forgot her listening ears somewhere in the month of August, and I'm sure I could hear the Mom's in the viewing area laughing at me as I
chased her down the trampoline. My son wailed through the entire class.

Grocery shopping. Hit the Timmies for a pre-shop iced-capp and proceeded to dump it all over the shopping cart before we even got in the
store. Going back into the car for napkins, I whacked my head hard on the door frame while leaning in... smooth. Unemployed dude sitting in his 1987 gold crap-car thought it was hilarious. I nearly threw what was left of my drink through his window. In store, my daughter decided to imitate a water fountain as we were roaming through the meat section... classy. Covered in toddler spit and with a crying baby, the cute stock boy walked by... mortified.

Finally home, and finally naps, although not at the same time.

Late Afternoon:
After my daughter's nap we settled down on the couch for a cuddle. I let out a huge, heaving sigh and didn't even realize it until she leaned her head on my shoulder and said, "Don't worry Mommy, it'll be alright."


Love, love, love.

Oh, and Colin Farrell was on Sesame Street. *purrrrr*


  1. OMG for sure..hope you had some well deserved VQA;)

  2. this was the best start to a morning (my morning, clearly not yours...) ever!!! thank you!