So this is what it has come to
February 23, 2009
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I was actually trying to write a post from my iPhone in the Wal-Mart parking lot this morning. For some reason, I could only type in the title box, so it didn’t happen. Huck is currently at Tae Kwon Do with Grandpa and Worm is eating, so I am stealing a few minutes to complete my thoughts from 8:20 a.m. They will not be as sharp as they would have been this morning. At 8:20 this morning I thought of some funny stuff, but now the funny has worn off. I am, without a doubt, a morning person. In fact 3-6 p.m. is my worst time of day. I’m just warning you in case this post is lame.
I just re-read that paragraph, it’s already lame. If you quit reading now I won’t get my feelings hurt.
Still with me? Brave soul. Or possibly you are a masochist? Whatever butters your muffin.
So my hair dryer decided to break this morning. It seems I have bad hair dryer juju. Years ago it was bad blender juju. More recently it has been bad coffee maker juju. In case you are wondering, I define bad appliance juju as having an appliance and its replacement break within a few months of each other. For blenders it was 3 blenders in a year. The coffee pot juju spanned a couple of years. I am guessing 7 coffee pots in 2& 1/2 years. I am actually glad to be rid of the bad coffee pot juju. If I had to choose getting through my day with bad hair or getting through my day without coffee, I would go with bad hair.
Because of the broken hair dryer, I was running about 10 minutes early this morning. Normally I would hang out at the school and see what events might need my assistance this week. However, I promised Huck that I would never go into his school looking really bad, and my hair looked really bad. So I dropped him off.
Dropping him off only made me more early.
Are you wondering what a stay at home mom with no life outside her kids could possibly be early for? Thought so.
The popcorn chicken, duh.
If we get to Wal-Mart before 8:30, we have to wait on the chicken and then it is too hot to eat. Worm is a toddler. ‘Nough said.
So how did I resolve this? We sat in the Wal-Mart parking lot and watched an Elmo DVD until 8:35.
This is what has become of my life.