Friday, April 3, 2009

Bad Day?

Today I went to Costco. It took me 4 hours to get out of the house and go, but I went. Yay me! On the way back home with milk, grapes and some frozen food in my trunk, I decided to make a quick stop at JoAnn's Fabric to get some fleece to make a really girly little blanket for Chloe (I'm the only one who hasn't so far). I knew they were having a 50% off sale on exactly what I wanted too. So I stopped to check and get some if I found the perfect thing.

I turned off the car, pulled my wallet out of the diaper bag and put the bag behind the passengers seat (I was just going in really quick), opened my door, got out, opened Chloe's door, hit the lock button on mine and closed it. Then I put the keys and my wallet down on the seat to get Chloe's car seat out of the car. I pulled her out and managed to not wake her up, grabbed my wallet and shut the door.

I had a nice time shopping around looking at all the different patterns and I was torn between a few for a bit but gave up and went with what I liked the best (she won't care, right?). I mean why wouldn't Amy Lynn's daughter have a blanket that looked like this???
So I paid for my fabric (11 bucks for 2 yards and a foot! Woot Woot!) and headed out to my car. As I approached the car I reached into my pocket and my heart stopped... Where were my keys?!? I checked the other pocket as I looked in the back door window. CRAP! There they were. Just waiting for me to grab them when I grabbed my wallet to go inside.

Fortunately my in-laws live close by and they came to pick me up AND I had the car seat on the outside of the car. The UNfortunate part was I locked the diaper bag in the car... No diapers, bottle, formula... Nothing! Well, they had diapers from when they had her while we were sick recently, and formula, but no bottles. So we made a quick stop at a Walgreen's to get one. Everything turned out ok. Thank goodness!

Oh but the fun didn't end there!!!

Preston stopped at their house on his way home and gave me his keys so and yada yada yada (who cares how I got back?). So I'm in the car again... I get home and as I'm about to put the key in the door I notice a disturbing outline sitting on the door frame much to close for comfort to my hand. I quickly yanked my hand back and fumbled with my little flashlight on my key chain and confirm my fears. A very large icky spider that looked like it could eat 3 or 4 horse flies in one sitting was there right above the doorknob!!! I flicked it off with the envelope I had just pulled out of the mailbox and open the door.

MORE drama awaits me inside!!!!

There was ('was' being the key word) a bag of garbage sitting just inside the door because it hadn't made it outside yet (we get lazy... what can I say?) that I hadn't noticed on my haphazard way out the door (why, oh why, didn't I notice it???). Charlie apparently decided that there was too many wonderful things that smelled too good to stay on the inside of the plastic so he gave it back it's freedom... ALL... OVER... THE... HOUSE...................... (insert swear word here)!!!!!!!! Among his new found treasures were several diapers, junk mail soaked in something brown, and several unidentifiable little bits of ew mixed with some yuck and a bit of nasty sprinkled over the top. I'm sure he ate everything that once was leftovers but there was a smell that hazed over the top that I'm sure is what doggie heaven smells like. (I hope no one was eating while you read this, if so consider it a new type of diet and you're welcome!) Anyways... when I come home to a destroyed house the dog seems to mysteriously vanish. He knows he's in trouble before I even see it. This is my version of "Where's Waldo?" Only it's "Where's Charlie?" can you find him? I took this a while ago, when the sight of him was funnier to me than the mess was irritating. But it's all the same.

I usually feel bad to see him like this. I swear I don't ever hurt him but he has such a guilt conscience. I just wish it would kick in before he got into stuff! I didn't feel bad tonight. I told him (in my most evil deep voice... several times) he was a bad dog and put him outside. Then I sat down with Chloe and let her distract me from crying. She did the trick, she's just to cute to want to cry!

When Preston came home I told him I had a bad day and he cleaned up the WHOLE mess for me! I didn't even ask him to! (Weird, he must want something ;) ) I love you sweetheart!

I really don't understand why I am in such a good mood right now... after all that. That's weird too.

2 Two Cents':

Meredith said...

Wow, sounds like an adventerous day. Glad that you are in a better mood.

-The Bergen Family- said...

Isn't being a mom fun?? I have one of those days every week, I swear. Anyways, things are calm this week so any day works for me to get together!! :)

Chloe getting bigger by the month...