It happens. Every great once in awhile. Bear with me because I’m sure there will be TMI in this post.
It all started before soccer practice last night. Nano dumped the garbage in the kitchen. Lovely. Coffee grounds EVERYWHERE.
Then we head off to soccer practice. Jordan was ticked because he wanted to go to goalie practice. I said it was his last practice with his team. I knew a storm was rolling in, but they hadn’t canceled soccer yet. Like this kind of storm – storm. The possible tornado they are checking out just happens to be right by Pato’s work, about 30 minutes from me, where he was last night. I was flipping out watching the news. But I skip ahead.
I sat at soccer practice talking to my brother, sister in law, and niece (who had just got done with her practice) for about 20 minutes when the lightening starts to flash. They left quickly. The fields cleared, EXCEPT where my son is practicing. Oh yes, my son’s coaches decided to keep playing.
There’s not many more places that are more dangerous places to be than an open field when there’s a lightening storm, except maybe in a swimming pool, or outside flying a kite.
I was on the phone with my SIL as they were listening to the weather radio and I keep hearing possible tornado here, dangerous storm on the way to there, I look out at Jordan’s team and they are putting the cones down to scrimmage. Oh no. I sent Kat over twice telling Jordan that I said we were leaving, he wasn’t playing while it was lightening out. His coach said, we’ll get done early tonight.
It took me and two other moms getting out and marching over yelling at our kids to get their butts in the cars for them to finally call practice.
One of the moms said, sometimes it just takes a mother’s brains to get through to these men.
Amen to that sister.
I had to stop at the store to get something for supper still. We ran in. Grabbed everything. Jordan told me he needed gum for school. I said, how come I never hear about this until I’m standing in line and you’re looking at gum. (He does get to bring gum when he fills up a punch card.) He stomped off.
I grabbed some trident.
We get in the car and he’s throwing me the silent treatment, complete with nasty looks. Now, I was getting rather cranky at this point. I tossed him his gum and he threw a tantrum over the fact it wasn’t juicy fruit.
You have got to be kidding me. Right? The other day you threw a fit that you always get juicy fruit and it wasn’t fair that Katiana gets to take treeeee-dent to school on her gum day. And it’s TRI-dent BTW. The gum is in my purse now awaiting someone who will appreciate it.
Came home, everyone is stomping around, ticked off at the world. Make supper. Jordan refused to empty the dishwasher, which left supper dishes for me to do this morning. I ended up emptying it when I got up today. Dishes are done now. Seriously, he was in wonderful form last night.
Then we sat and watched the news because I swore I heard sirens going off around us. They weren’t our sirens because they weren’t that loud, they were in the distance. But they were sirens, none the less. I didn’t want the kids getting up in the top of their beds (bunk and loft) where I couldn’t get them down easily should we need to take shelter.
Katiana was flipping out because she hates the word tornado. It’s not a good word for her to hear. I thought she might outgrow it this year, but she didn’t. For some reason, I don’t think she’ll be a storm chaser when she grows up.
I’m talking to Pato where he was telling me that it was horrible out and they were closing early. That was at 9. Do you know what time he got home? Midnight. It’s a 30 minute drive. Turns out there was still 2 tables waiting when they shut down. They all went to the bathrooms when the sirens went off and the tables decided after it was over they were just going to finish their party. I hate his work. The restaurant closes at 10. Tell me why there are still people there every night at 11:30/12 AM.
To add to the chaos, here comes the TMI, I had killer cramps. No period yet. Let’s see, I gave birth 15 months ago, pregnant for 9 months. I haven’t had a period in 2 years. But I sure get the cramps that went along with the ones I always used to get when I get my dot. (As my sister calls it. Period, dot, get it. Ha ha.)
Christiano is barely nursing anymore. I don’t know why I haven’t gotten it yet. I shouldn’t complain, but I worry.
To top it all off, Christiano got up at 4:30. I finally rolled out of bed at 6 when I resigned myself to the fact that he wasn’t going back to sleep. Got up, emptied the dishwasher, did the dishes, fed the birds, fed Christiano and Alyce who thought she needed to get up too. Got the oldest 2 out of bed at 7. They are both showered and dressed and waiting to go to school. For once everyone is ready early.
But I’m still cranky. I got up at 4:30.
Christiano has his 15 month well child check today. Which means, he’ll be cranky. I think they get shots at 15 months. Isn’t chicken pox one of them? Oh joy above joys it shall be another fun day. I plan on coming home and crawling back into bed with him. Pato’s off until 5 so he can keep Alyce home with him while I take Nano.
On the plus side, we had a blast yesterday morning. It was just my family at story time at Barnes and Noble and the kids had fun. My SIL and my sister brought their cameras, but I forgot mine as I jetted out the door. So, of course, we get the lovely I hate my stupid Blackberry pictures. But, they are pictures none the less. I should get pics from Ab and Shel, cuz they <3 me. 
Alyce and Nano
My niece, Mikayla
My nephew Carter and part of Cambria. You can see Cambria better in the picture above with Mikayla.
Here is hoping for a better day!
Have a great day!
P.S. I was planning on drawing winners for the giveaways last night but ended up having to unplug everything do the storm. I’ll get that done today and then start listing new ones!
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