Tuesday, March 17, 2009

End of the line leprechaun. So much for the luck of the Irish.

Ever have one of those terrible days when you feel overwhelmed after a 12 hour car trip to visit family for the weekend and having to tend to a baby, dog, and husband the whole way there and back, but then you get home and realize there's 3 suitcases of laundry to do and a basket leftover from before you left, then you run out of diapers but don't want to go out to buy any because you lost your makeup bag somewhere in the car and already let your hair go curly today because you were feeling the ick after traveling all day yesterday but without proper makeup you look more like a homeless person instead of pulling off the wavy chic look, but later have to go anyway because you need to buy children's Benadryl after you and your son were attacked by ants while playing in the back yard, especially when the Irish in you just wants to drink all day and say "fock" instead of "fuck" in honor of St. Patty's Day?

Ever had one of those days? Don't you dare say "yes." I will throw ants at you.

Today's subject line quote is Rose, "American Dragon: Jake Long" (2005) {Professor Rotwood's Thesis (#1.8)}.

1 comment:

  1. I haven't had one of those days, but I still empathize with you that yours was so bad. I totally would have bought bum covers for the kid for you so you could stay home and snuggle.

    Also? One time, John knelt down into an ant hill while at band practice - with his sensitivity to stuff, his knee got all swollen and red and itchy. I felt so bad for him! hopefully you and the kid will feel better soon.



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