On the 7th day-she's resting..The ramble of a really long week..

~"Holy crap I'm late!"~ Me

I was going to sit down and write a post about a couple of important things that have been going on with the kids...but-this week just turned into a cosmic free fall of events and obligations many of which..well..I kind of forgot about-until the last minute...

  On Monday, I had an appointment in the morning.  Living in a small town has some great perks-until you have to actually go somewhere-because we are at least a half hour from  anywhere...I don't know what it is..I know that if I have a scheduled appointment out of town-I have to leave by a certain time in order to get there. It never fails-I'll be up, dressed, ready to go...and yet-ALWAYS I wind up leaving twenty minutes later than planned..which means that I have to rush...and when I have to rush..I ALWAYS get stuck behind the slowest driver in the universe-who seems to have forgotten that their turn signal is on..while constantly stepping on their brakes. (and there is no passing lane)-or a school bus making frequent stops..with a bus driver(not from my town) Who I just KNOW is reveling in their power of making me stop EVERY twenty feet and wait. The thing is-if I had left at the right time-I'd have been very early to my appointment..instead I wound up being over forty minutes late...Which in turn, led them to reschedule me for a later time. So that my early morning appointment turned into an early afternoon appointment..and I got home just as the kids were getting off of the bus...Lily and Zoe running off to let me know that they promised I would bake muffins for their healthy snack parties on Thursday..

  I should have just spent the rest of the week in bed.

  Tuesday morning...the dawn cracked without me...because I somehow turned off my alarm and went back to sleep..only to wake up really late... late enough that I had to rush (my rush adverse) kids so that they would make it on to the bus. Unfortunately, I forgot to check the weather..which had gone from a balmy 50 degrees down to the low 20's...AND I did not know where their winter coats were..I already fear judgement from what my kids have in their lunch boxes..(I can't help that Zoe's ONLY acceptable foods are chocolate pop tarts and diced pears!(-we're working on it) I was NOT going to send my kids in their flimsy sweaters while there was frost on the ground. So...I rushed like a crazy woman-madly tearing apart the attic..closets..and finally the garage (which we had cleaned and organized the Sunday before-which looks worse now than when we had started cleaning and organizing it) I found a musty coat of Omar's for Sam..Sam's old coat for Oscar..an old coat of mine for Lily...and Zoe..well, she had her old coat from 2 years ago (pop tarts and pears will do that). My kids may have smelled like a donation bin-but they were warm! AND they were on the bus! After they left-I went grocery shopping. My cupboards were bare..and I had a fund raiser..and now- healthy snack parties that I promised to bake for. I  did remember my grocery list-unfortunately I didn't look too closely at what I was buying and wound up with three packages of fat free muffin mix..fat free? EWWWWWWWW! . I was going to simply turn around and go back to the store..but I noticed that Dorothy (my chicken) was behaving strangely.  She was pacing and extremely agitated- yelling her little chicken head off...so, I went to investigate. Walking around the house..crawling through bushes.where I flushed out a sick fox...a sick hungry fox..that was a bit confrontational before deciding to run off.  Now, a sick fox can be a dangerous animal. So, I did the responsible thing and called the game warden...and waited for him to call back...and waited...and waited. When he finally did call me..he said that he was in another town..and I should just go out and shoot the fox and leave his body in the woods. Right. I'm not even going there.  . By the time I got off the phone with him...*sigh* the kids were getting off of the bus..."Oh well, there is always Wednesday" I thought with my naive mind..

  On Wednesday, everything was right on schedule..the kids got off o.k...I had my coffee-life was calm. I thought I would start my day by visiting my favorite librarian-and then, I would go back to the market and pick up my forgotten baking supplies. I had a lovely visit.  On my way out of the library door, I met a gentleman who was handing out homemade paper weights (he made them from rocks) He insisted that I pick one..saying "You have to pick one you like and then you will have good luck" I thought it was sweet-so I picked one out...thanked him for the lucky rock and got into my car. Only to back up and hit a car that I had not seen parked behind me. Lucky rock indeed. Of course the driver was no where to be found. (there was no damage-but I left them a note with my info just in case) I went home and called my insurance company-again, just in case...and by the time I got off of the phone...guess who was getting off of the bus? *sigh*  So, I improvised with the fat free mixes-adding eggs and cream..keeping my fingers crossed they would be edible..

  Thursday was Halloween! For the most part the night was great.  It poured rain-but that didn't stop my town from celebrating. Everyone had a great time...My only issue was in the morning.  I stopped by the girls school with my "improved muffins" and other healthy snack like things...Only...when I got to Zoe's classroom-I seemed to be the only parent who brought muffins,,,plates spoons and yogurt..actually-maybe the only parent who brought anything...which makes me question whether Zoe's healthy snack party was a ruse...something that she made up-because her sister was having one and she felt left out. I'm wondering if her teacher thought my behavior was odd.   Was I conned into preparing for an imaginary party?

  Zoe went to bed Thursday night with pink and black hair from trick or treating (She was "Draculaura from "Monster High")  I told her that if she did not get in the shower, she would have colored hair in school the next day.  She said that she didn't mind.  It would be "fun".  "Are you sure" I asked skeptically? "Yes!" she exclaimed. On Friday morning-Zoe lost it.  Loudly exclaiming that she was NOT "going to school with pink hair!"  She yelled-she cried-she would have gnashed her teeth if she had any. (she's missing quite a few) Have you ever tried to scrub pink hair spray out of someones hair?  Have you done it in under three minutes flat-dried it AND got your child on the school bus?  I did.  It was exhausting.  I would have liked to go back to bed-but, I had things to do.  I baked for the the special Olympic swimmers (I volunteer as a chaperone every Friday- to swim practice) I baked for Saturdays bake sale..I washed Lily's dalmatian costume-(as it had gotten muddy the night before-AND she needed it for the Girl Scouts costume dance that night) And all of the spots washed out.  I ran to my volunteer job..I ran home..I re-spotted Lily's costume...the kids came home...I rushed them through dinner..tried to get the girls in their costumes..repainting Zoe's hair..and...when Lily decided she might not wear her dalmatian costume yelled things like "I spent 45 minutes putting those spots back on! You ARE wearing it!  I did not re-spot those pants for fun!" Needless to say-she wore her costume. On our way to the dance, I misspelled the name of the town we were going to and took us 30 minutes out of our way..but we eventually got there...The girls had a great time.

  I really wanted to sleep in this morning-But, I had a fund raiser to be at by  9:00..Which I arrived at (baked goods in hand) at 9:30. At least I made it there!   I am spending the rest of the day catching up on all the things that I didn't get to this week...and finding coats for the kids...and sadly-putting the garage back in order.  I'm not leaving bed tomorrow-and depending on what life has in store for me next week-I may just stay there.  Seems to be the safest bet...