Thursday the 12th

Realizing that today is Friday the 13th, I had to chuckle. Friday the thirteenth came early for me. It was Thursday the 12th (insert horror music.) Okay, so it wasn't a horrible day, but I did have an odd one.

It all began at 3:00 in the morning. My 2 dd's were sleeping over with their Granny, so it's just hubby and me snoozing. I wake to hear one of the dogs whining. Being that I would rather take him out in the middle of the night than clean up a mess in the morning, I head to the living room. The smell hits me in the hallway. As I turn on the lights and look more closely, there is a very loose bm smeared across the floor because this puppy's crate has no bottom and he can move it around the room. This did have a plus side: He wasn't sitting in his own crap. Half a roll of paper towels, and two trips outside to potty later, we are finally heading back to bed.

An hour later, the alarm goes off. After getting irritatingly few calls at my virtual call center job, I am taking the pups out to have diarrhea once more. Cramming in a breakfast, and rushing out the door to make it to our La Leche League meeting early. I am not leading, but I must get to the church early enough to alert my co-leader who has the key so she can let us in if no one is there. Someone is almost always there, so its not too big an issue for us.

My SUV won't start. Click, click... Call to hubby: "Can you bring me our spare truck that has been on loan there at your office for a week?" After removing a pipe rack from the bed of it he heads over. Call from hubby: "I just ran over a futon, I am checking to make sure there is no damage to the truck." Fortunately there's none. As we arrive back at his office so he can get back to work I get a call from my other co-leader who is leading the meeting. "Are you aware of the situation at the church?" Oh no, I think, the doors are locked and now it is too late for our other leader to bring the key due to her other commitments for today. But its not just the doors, the gate at the entrance to the parking lot is locked! AAAAHHHH!

Arriving 15 minutes late instead of early, I follow the caravan to the nearest public park, and the meeting ensues. From here the day becomes more normal. I enjoy playing with my friends' little ones while they enjoy the meeting. Perhaps the joy I feel from storytelling, fish watching and swing pushing brings me back on track. I do make it back to the pavilion in time to meet some of the new moms, and taste the delicious snack provided by our snack coordinator.

Refreshed, I'm off to gather my children from the loving arms of their Granny and head home to find no poo in the floor (insert happy dance). My darling sister comes to visit. I get to help her with her resume. I expect she will have a job soon with such an impressive work experience.

Oh, then there is the issue of Cloe and the boy with a crush at VBS. Oh, my goodness that is a whole post in itself. I suppose this one must be continued...