Always Eat Breakfast
I thought Thursday was going pretty well when I woke up and the weather was gorgeous again. That was the only positive part of my whole day.
Apparently, three days of sunlight has totally fried my brain and I am DONE y’all. Totally finished with…everything. Don’t be surprised if someone else shows up here on Monday to explain that I misplaced my entire head since it turned out not to be screwed on after all and she’ll be taking over the blog from now on. Her area of expertise will probably be something like the migrant patterns of indigenous fruit flies during alternate leap years. Those posts will still be more fun than this one.
I was so excited to have Stroller Strides at my local park (instead of the one 30 minutes away or inside at the mall) that I procrastinated until the very last minute and forgot to eat breakfast.
After class I was starving and in a hurry to grab a coffee and a muffin at Dunkin Donuts before Baby Evan’s signing class when I realized I had forgotten my wallet.
I was in such a hurry to pack up the car and run home for my wallet I dropped my BRAND NEW DSLR CAMERA BAG out the back of my Jeep. I broke off a couple of the plastic pieces that hold the lens to the body so although the camera works I have to hold the lens in place with one hand and can’t zoom. Basically, it’s totally f***ed. I bought a new lens on Ebay at a great discount but my stupidity still cost me almost $300.
After signing I bought some new baby shampoo at Papoose to try and cure Baby Evan’s horrible dandruff, which is making his very grumpy and bitey. Then I left my credit card on the counter.
When I got home and started trying to plan dinner I realized I forgot to take anything out of the freezer last night to defrost, so I had nothing to make. I couldn’t go to the grocery store because I didn’t have my credit or my Personal Debit Cards.
Because I was so pissed at myself about all the stupid stuff I did all day I yelled and pouted and snapped at both E and Baby Evan all afternoon and then acted surprised they didn’t want to go to the park with me. So I pouted some more.
It was a terrible horrible no good very bad day.
Today I’m trying to undo all the stuffed I screwed up yesterday. So far, it is not going so well.
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Tags: bad, camera, money, stroller strides, stupid, things I hate
Augh! this… THIS… is why you can’t have nice things. :(
If you can find Dr Bronner’s Baby Mild (ie, unscented) liquid soap, try using that for Baby Evan. Sometimes what looks like dandruff is irritated skin, and using a cleanser as free of irritants as possible helps clear it up.
Brigid – Did my husband tell you to say that?! He is ALWAYS telling me “this is why you can’t have nice things” when I break or lose stuff. Which seems to happen a lot. So I really CAN’T have nice things.
Someone recommended the Paul Mitchell No More Tears shampoo for dry scalp or cradle cap, so we’re trying that. I also have some callendula cream for the dry skin on his back that I supposed I could rub on his head too.