Shoot.

I haven't blogged much lately, mostly due to lack of content. I read blogs that inspire me to be a better writer, and so the things I come up with to write about never seem to come out as well as I would like them to. I am working on that part.

Then, today happened. And this needs documentation.

I woke up much like any other morning. Said goodbye to Kristopher, off to work. Do you have your phone? Lunch? Gloves? Drive save... instantly back to a wonderful dreamland of who-knows-what. Then Abby, waking up to play, but getting a little impatient. Naturally, I got her up, popped her into her high chair with some cereal. In all fairness, I did tell her that she was on her own. I think. That part's a little fuzzy. I went back to bed for another 20 minutes of glorious snooze time. 

This is where things got nasty.

Abby, more ornery than usual. Won't sleep, won't go horizontal. I know these symptoms. Ear infection. Head to the doctor, where of course she was delightful. We're talking full on laughing and flirting with every person that she meets. And now everyone thinks that I am that crazy lady who thinks that her perfectly healthy kid is sick. But guess what?! Good bad news. She's got her second ear infection. Bummer.

On to the pharmacy. Could someone please explain the particular delicacy that is ensuring that you are getting the best deal on a prescription? It's such a mystery to me. Long story short (is that even possible by this point?) Abby (you know, the sick baby after all) and I spent a good hour+ at Target before all was right in prescription land and we could be on our merry way.

I decided to reward myself after such a rough ordeal with the pharmacy lady with a Roxberry. Lemon Squeeze. Roxberry guy won't stamp my card. My completely thoughtful husband had gotten me the Roxberry cards as a Christmas gift but since it was a gift certificate it wasn't a stampable smoothie. Sad. Seriously sad.

Especially since when I arrived at my parent's house that same unstampable smoothie hurled itself off the roof of my car where I had put it for safekeeping while I got Abby out of her carseat on to the icy, snowy road. Now I've got a wiggly almost 1 year old, a shattered smoothie cup (trying to protect what's left!), and a huge diaper bag. I struggled towards the driveway.

Naturally, I fell.

Humiliating.

I laughed, because if I didn't, I would cry.

An hour later, I was crying. Not because of the demolished smoothie, but because of the demolished wall in my house.

Yes, you read that right. Demolished wall. In the place where I live! My grandparents, who we rent our (normally) fabulous apartment from, and whose apartment sits side by side with ours, decided to do away with a single door which connects theirs to ours, and today was the day. They called me after the hole was in the wall to let me know that today was the day. You can imagine my distress, given that I am hosting a lunch of 20 people at my place. Tomorrow.
And so I cried.

Things got a little better after I pulled myself together. Pizza for dinner! Happy baby! Trip to the store, with only myself! I even saw a beautiful deer on the way, in one of those silhouetted takeyourbreathaway moments. I arrived at the store, and tried to get out of the car. I say tried, because it wasn't so much that I got out of the car as fell out of the car. We're talking full body contact on the ground. Again!  How did I even manage to fall out of the car?! Talent. Sheer talent.

Twice in one day. Humiliating. The cart man just watched it all happen. And to me it happened in slow mo. And I couldn't even stop myself. The worst! I was just about laughing too hard to pull myself off the ground. And that, my friends, is when I had absolutely no business leaving the house tonight. I seriously considered what the chances were that I would make it home, even. (I almost didn't! We live at the top of a snowy snowy hill). But here I sit.

I'm pretty sure I should have called it a day around 10 AM. Here's hoping that tomorrow doesn't hold a grudge from today. I can't survive another snowy spill!