Day from Hades.

Sweet baby Jesus! Today has been crazy!!!!! Let me start at the beginning.

This morning I wake up to get the kids ready for school. Yesterday Gabe got sent home with a fever and he woke up this morning with a 102 temp. Chris is working overtime this week and has already left for work so I've been getting the kids ready by myself. Which is ok just a little more hectic then on top of that a sick child :( Then Joey starts in on me. He needs help putting his shoes on. I know this. I tell him I will help him in a minute. He asks me about 8 more times and I get so frustrated I send him to his room til I can help him.

Get to school and of course Gabe thinks he is going to school too and begs me to go home. lol. Poor thing just wanted to rest. And the parents in the drop off line have me blocked in and won't let me out! Thanks a lot. Where's the fire? is what I want to know. You can't stop for 5 seconds to let me out?!

Go back home and wait on Gabe's mother to call me with a Dr. appt time. Fall asleep on couch. Wake up at 9:05 to phone ringing. It's Jennifer the appointment is at 9:30. Fabulous. Gabe is in his underwear and I'm in PJ's. Mad rush to get dressed and look less like hott garbage. Gabe starts crying on the way to the doctor, he does not want to go. Totally understand. I told him if he did good at the Dr. I would get him a Happy Meal.

Get  to the Dr. wait FOREVER. Finally see the doc but it's past time for Gabe's next dose of tylenol and he is running a temp again. Probably thought I was neglectful. Then they say they want to do a strep test. I knew it wasn't going to be simple. I explained to Gabe while the doc slipped out of the room to get the swab what they were going to do. He started tearing up again. Poor fella :( It took two tries to get the sample and Gabe gagged and cried even harder. I hate that part too :( then we got to leave. The Dr. offered Gabe some animal crackers.He wouldn't accept them but gave her a "go to hell" look. baha.

On the way to Walgreens and McDonalds he said "I had fun look at fish, but I not like the stick" (swab)

Got home and Gabe eats and then layed down. He slept for almost 4 hours. During this time the other kids get home from school. Joeys gets home first. He came in needing to poop. So he went. I heard him fiddling around in the bathroom and I asked what he was doing. Suddenly he comes running through the living room NAKED! Butt naked with only his shirt on (partially butt naked) holding his New Balances. We have a rule that shoes stay by the door. So he felt the need to put his shoes in the proper place as soon as possible no matter that his weiner was showing and the front door was open! After he put his shoes up he walked back to the bathroom and put the rest of his clothes on.

Helped the kids with their homework. Got ready for work. Took the kids to Jennifers so she could watch them til Chris got off work (OT). and then took myself to work. Slow night as far as business goes but CRAZY night as far as fellow employees goes. WoW! I'll mention no names. Lets just say for a minute you could cut the suspense with a knife. Much very much cussing. Manager involvement. People sent home. chaos.

Then 15 minutes before close I get a party of 14. REALLY?! Hello! We close in 15 minutes. We have already swept most of the peanut shells. Go to Steak n' Shake. Go to Apple bees. But no they stayed and they ordered steaks and actually tried to make jokes. It was so hard to smile b/c everytime I went to the back to slice them more lemons for their tap water I was cursing them! Then they wanted dessert. Then to-go boxes. Countless refills. Complicated drinks like Shirley Temples and Arnold Palmers. Get out!!!! Then they stayed and chatted with each other while myself and all they other closers are cleaning all around them throwing around comments about how tired we are and how we would love to go home to our families. They finally leave.

Then I have to make a quick trip to Wal Mart where I left my wallet in the buggy (someone turned it in though. Pick it up tomorrow) and when I got home I dropped everything in our muddy swamp drive way trying to get in the house. I'm not an octopus.

I hope tomorrow is better. I'm going to start smoking cigs. Not really.