If tomorrow is like today

I am going back to sleep ASAP!

I guess it all started yesterday, when I broke out with what llooked curiously like Poison Ivy. I am not nor have I ever been alletgic to it in the past, but am now apparently.
So this morning I get up, get Bay up, we get dressed eat, etc. I had to pick up her friend for school, her Mom had the audacity to have a baby on Sunday night, wrinkly litttle thing too. Halfway to the school I hear a shhhhhh noise, and realize one of the back tires is losing air rapidly. Great, I can barely lift the spare, it is almost as tall as I am. SO, Bay and I and her friend get the tire changed, get them to school only 14 minutes late, and I head to the tire repair place. They repair my tire and I go to get gas. The card reader on the speedpass thingy wasn't working, no matter how much I waved at it , I had to go in and pay. As I approach the counter to pay an old man turns and spills his coffee on my, all over my Brand spankin new WHITE Dharma initiative shirt. UGHH.
SO, I get my gas, head home, eat breaky, soak my shirt, and start cleaning.
My cell phone rings, and I answer it, talk for a mmminute and hang up. Then it rings again, I notice the display is odd, but whatever. After I finished talking I see the Display has Flipped, like looking at it in a mirror, Freaky??. All the numbers and words are backwards, and it now only works on speaker phone. I think it is posessed, or I have really pissed off that Murphy dude now. SO tomorrow I will hopefully go about my business in a normal fashion, except for the calamine lotion spots......I hope!

Shit! Your day sounds like Scott's. We just spent about 5 hours typing up and printing 115 copies of two pages. Each page only had about a hundred words on it. Lovely way to spend our anniversary. Plus Scott's students told him today that the reason they were nice to the substitute was because they don't really hate the class. They just hate Scott and want to get him fired.

Today is also the 5th anniversary of his dad's death. His dad was an ass, so he was probably trying to die on Scott's birthday, which is tomorrow. But he only managed to do it on our anniversary. I sound harsh. He WAS an ass. Not as bad as some dads I suppose, but bad. The last few years he'd had a very bad stroke and the only part of his personality that was left was the mean, nasty, spiteful part. He'd always had that in him, but there were things that tempered it that went away after the stroke. He was verbally abusive to Scott's mom and I really believe that the only thing that kept him from being physically abusive in those last years was the fact that he wasn't capable of it. But when Scott was young and his dad was more mentally balanced, they were quite close. So this day was a hard one for Scott. Most years it isn't. But today it was.

Y'all make my day full of crappy diapers, (taken off before I fiqured it out) and having to rewash lots of clothes, oh and the snake the kids brought home seem like a normal day.

OH wait. It WAS a normal day for me. Sorry y'alls were so bad.

Some days it just doesn't pay to get up in the morning. Hope things improve for you.

I would so go back to bed Erin.
I hope Scott's day improves as well.

I hope my luck isn't rubbing off on you!

Chelle, get some duct tape, it keeps them on

we are doing that!! His little gut is so big, that it pushes it down, and then the flaps scrunch up real small, and it just falls down. It looks like a lobster tail following behind him.

I have NEVER had this problem. NEVER. He is just short waisted or somehting....

At least I got rid of my snake.. I think I want some guinies... I dont want them. I dislike them immensly, but with them I wont have a problem. This is only like the 4th snake we have ever seen, but its also the 3rd one that my kids have brought home...