First, can I just explain how I love snooze alarms? I LOVE them, I mean, how great is it to be woken up by a severe beep followed by ten minutes of silence and then another horrible beep? So fantastic. Especially at 5:00 in the morning. Especially two days in a row, especially when it goes off at least five times and especially when each beep is followed by a panicked," I'm sorry, sorry, sorry. I turned it off." Really?? Because you've said this Every. Time. It. Goes. Off. For the love, my dear husband, just don't use the freaking snooze!
Phew, glad I got that off my chest. Moving right along...
Boot Camp this morning with Sergeant Senora Strange Sounds gave me sore muscles in places I didn't even know existed and left me dripping sweet sweat from my eyeballs. It's highly necessary for me to sweat a lot, you know, since I never do that as soon as I walk out my door. What gives FL?? We went over to a park after working out since the weather lady had promised a cold front coming through today. I about melted. But not really because I haven't jumped on board the FL plastic surgery train. Onto the highlight of my day...
So, I brought a couple extra kids with me to the park today (yes, I knew them) and after leaving we headed over to McDonald's to grab some lunch (don't judge me). One minute the kids were happily
Not good, not good at all.
Thankfully I was at the window, so there was no one in front of me, so I told the lady I wasn't going to get my food right now, thank you, but I would pull over. So, the smoke cleared quickly and I jumped out of the car to check things out. You know, with all my knowledge of cars. The McDonald's manager also came out to take a looksy with all his knolwedge of cars too. In the process I broke the stick thing that holds the hood up. Whoopsy.
I still had three kids in the car and since the car would longer turn on, it was pretty hot. Did I mention that I have not changed from my super sweaty clothes from this morning? We piled out to eat our lunch inside, but the kids were too distracted by the playland to eat, which worked to my advantage with the phone calls I had to make. Aaahhh, I love enclosed areas. Except at one point when Em was stuck in one of the tunnels and crying because she couldn't get out, and I had to crawl in after her and drag her through while on the phone with the AAA lady but whatev.
The kids eventually at least nibbled at their food and the dad of one of the kids came to get them. Phew, down to me and Em.
Enter Ricco Suave.
Yes, tow-truck man is actually quite the Casanova who lets me know several times that he is very good at his job. Perfect. He sees this all the time. Makes sense seeing as though he drives a tow-truck. My mother-in-law was coming to pick me up, so he could go ahead and get the car to the shop. But he didn't feel comfortable leaving me there. Um, thanks but I'm pretty sure my mother-in-law isn't going to ditch me and her granddaughter. But I need to go to the repair shop to do any paperwork that he couldn't do. Alright, it's on the way home so I'll give you that one, Mr Suave. He also told me that Emma was just "the purdiest lil thang he's ever see." Yup, I couldn't have scripted it better.
So, Ricco and I are chatting it up, waiting for my mother-in-law, and just as she arrives a friend pulls up, asking if we're okay. Whoa. Stop right there. This is NOT the thing to do in the Mickey D's parking lot. As she was taking pics of the incident on her phone, the not-so-gentleman behind her was getting pretty livid. He was probably at least eighty and the reason you do not stop and ask others if they need help in McDonald's parking lots. He gave her the best worst look ever and death stared her down as he passed by. I love this. Last time I was at McDonald's there was another old man yelling obsenities at the lady in front of me. He also told her she better be glad he didn't have his gun with him. I'm sure he totally had just cause to shoot her too. But, I digress...
That's my fun day in a nutshell. Emma never did get a nap in, and I'm still in my stinky, sweaty clothes. But, Matt's next to me and he's not coiling away so whatev. Just gotta roll with the punches.