De’Etta’s Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

8 September 2005

I went to sleep with a baby in my arms and woke up shaped like a pretzel with cramps in my neck and shoulder. I stumbled into the bedroom at 5 a.m. hoping to catch a few winks and stubbed my toe on my antique hope chest. I gave up and took a shower...I hung my one pair of jeans that currently fit (my fat jeans) beside the shower, climbed in and didn't notice I'd left the curtain cracked open. Water sprayed all over my jeans and the floor. I could tell it was going to be a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.

At breakfast I was reminded that I had to take Krista to get 4 wisdom teeth pulled. I would not be able to make Jamin's football game (and I've been on bed rest and not made any) because I needed to observe Krista's recovery. Need I say more? It was a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.

I think I'll move to Australia.

I went to get a straw for Krista to sip fluid and we were OUT of straws. I went to make Jello and we were OUT of Jello. I went to make pudding and we were OUT of pudding. I had to go to Wal-mart. I could tell it was going to be a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.

As I pulled away from the curb I realized I needed to get gas before the boys drove to Garden City for the football game. I passed two gas stations selling gas at 2.89 because Wal-mart's gas is ALWAYS cheaper. Wal-mart was NOT cheaper today. The line was long, and the day was hot. It was a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.

I wonder what the price of gas is in Australia?

I arrived back home to discover that Krista's teeth had continued to bleed and she was now vomiting. Ugh. I hate vomit. Alex deleted the entry I was working on for the blog...all those lovely pictures GONE. At dinner time I burned the french fries.....a nice crispy charcoal state. It was a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.

I checked the prices for tickets to Australia and then I realized....it's all in your perspective. I'd not known I was having a bad day until one of the children informed me of this. Really, it had been a great day!

A friend that I'd known a couple of moves ago called...and what a treat it was to laugh together again. Email just doesn't quite fill the need on some days.

Being on modified bed rest, I was able to get up and go on an early morning walk. The stars were still out, Stacia enjoyed the stroller, it was a great time for prayer and exercise.

I've got a healthy three week old daughter. My blood pressure has stablilzed enough to allow me to be up and out of the house.

I got my china out of hawk - off of layaway and it is as pretty as I remembered. What a deal it was! I look forward to making enough friends in SA to be able to have a tea party with real CHINA by Christmas time.

I made Rice Krispy treats with Arielle and Nolan - thus becoming "mom of the year" in their eyes. They were so impressed this summer that Grandma Jan can MAKE Rice Krispy treats. I informed them that we could make them at home too....but trying to unpack etc I'd taken to buying them. You should have seen their eyes when I came home with cereal and marshmallows and told them we were going to MAKE some treats. It was even better when we got to send some to friends far away.

We were able to mail three packages to friends that are sure to bring a smile to THEIR faces.

When Bre accidentally hit the gas pedal instead of the brake, we didn't zoom into anything or anyone.

I was able to check out three current, hot of the press, latest volumes in three different cozy mystery series that I'm following.

Josiah melted my heart when he asked for Stacia and proceeded to feed, cuddle and chat with her. They've reached some interesting conclusions about life together.

The last of our school books arrived today.

We had an awesome family night tonight....

When you think of it - I don't think there is any place I'd rather be than West TX with this group of people.

It was an amazing, wonderful, awesome, very good day...and I think I'll stay right here where the Shepherd has led. (Phil 4:8; Ps 23)