Cranky
Sunday, September 06, 2009
I'm taking a break from the wine pics (not that there's much left) but I'll finish that blog series next week.
I could just leave it where it was, but Carol-Anne keeps nagging me about posting pictures I know your riveted.
I'm moody this weekend, and not good company. Friday night I was up late baking cakes, so that I could spend all of Saturday night decorating them. I don't know why we offered to make them for the family party today. A costco cake would have sufficed.
Ah well.
Mini story about Karma. Friday night, kids were eating at the table nice and quietly, and all of a sudden Abby starts SCREAMING like somoene is killing her.
Me: Abby what is it?
Abby: A BEE STUNNNNGGG MEEEEEE (sobs)
Me: A bee? No, there are no bee's in the house silly. I'm sure a fly just landed on you, you are overreacting.
Abby: Noooo Mom. It was a BEEEEE it hurted.
I look at her nose, and think nah. She's crazy (Abby has a tendancy to be dramatic)
I wave my arms and look about saying "look no bee hun"
Abby: Maybe it was a fly, but it HURT
So she stops crying so I figure, hey, it wasn't as 'painful' as she first thought.
Then her nose swelled to 5 times it normal size. And I found a dead Bee on the floor. Figures. So, I apologize to her, saying sometimes Mommy's make mistakes.
Fast forward to yesterday afternoon. I'm driving to my mothers house. Windows open, lovely weather right? Well I'm going about100 80 km/hr, and a bug knocks into my van hits me in the side of the face and falls down the side (door side) of the van. I scream like a girl (still driving mind you) the kids all freak out, and I'm weaving all over back and forth on Hwy 11.
I can't find the bug, and try and put it out of my memory.
We safely get to my mothers. I unpack all our stuff, start helping kids get into their bathing suits. I sit down on her computer chair for a second and OWWWWWWWWWWWWW
That bug that came in the window was a bee. It was currently Stuck in my Ass. Pardon my french.
Abby: see, that's what you get for not believing me, it bites you in the butt
Mady: HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHA
Mimi: are you okay Mommy?
Karma. Ugh.
Hopefully I'll be in a better mood this week.
Oh, and here's a pic of the cake.
I could just leave it where it was, but
I'm moody this weekend, and not good company. Friday night I was up late baking cakes, so that I could spend all of Saturday night decorating them. I don't know why we offered to make them for the family party today. A costco cake would have sufficed.
Ah well.
Mini story about Karma. Friday night, kids were eating at the table nice and quietly, and all of a sudden Abby starts SCREAMING like somoene is killing her.
Me: Abby what is it?
Abby: A BEE STUNNNNGGG MEEEEEE (sobs)
Me: A bee? No, there are no bee's in the house silly. I'm sure a fly just landed on you, you are overreacting.
Abby: Noooo Mom. It was a BEEEEE it hurted.
I look at her nose, and think nah. She's crazy (Abby has a tendancy to be dramatic)
I wave my arms and look about saying "look no bee hun"
Abby: Maybe it was a fly, but it HURT
So she stops crying so I figure, hey, it wasn't as 'painful' as she first thought.
Then her nose swelled to 5 times it normal size. And I found a dead Bee on the floor. Figures. So, I apologize to her, saying sometimes Mommy's make mistakes.
Fast forward to yesterday afternoon. I'm driving to my mothers house. Windows open, lovely weather right? Well I'm going about
I can't find the bug, and try and put it out of my memory.
We safely get to my mothers. I unpack all our stuff, start helping kids get into their bathing suits. I sit down on her computer chair for a second and OWWWWWWWWWWWWW
That bug that came in the window was a bee. It was currently Stuck in my Ass. Pardon my french.
Abby: see, that's what you get for not believing me, it bites you in the butt
Mady: HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHA
Mimi: are you okay Mommy?
Karma. Ugh.
Hopefully I'll be in a better mood this week.
Oh, and here's a pic of the cake.
2 comments
Love the cake!!!
ReplyDeleteKarma sure did get you, didn't it??? lol.
ya, kicked me right in the a$$
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