tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25887589.post8064028448342305821..comments2007-10-29T12:34:58.100-05:00Mary Bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06620639746694576459noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25887589.post-86286098175798854692007-10-29T12:34:00.000-05:002007-10-29T12:34:00.000-05:00I bet you were glad to finally get home! Those days do get fewer and far between as they get older. I always count it a blessing that I can aleast feed Johnathan whereever and whenever and don't have to worry about bottles and formula. That definetely makes a mid morning crisis at least a little easier. <BR/><BR/>You do have an awesome husband for bailing you out and a good toddler that puts up with all the craziness. I bet he thought it was a nice reward for being so good to eat his nuggets in the car.annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08082910086285998856noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25887589.post-1086306564410046362007-10-28T14:27:00.000-05:002007-10-28T14:27:00.000-05:00Wow. I am exhausted just reading that! SAHMs really do deserve trophies, in my opinion. And I think you should get too just for getting soaked. :)justagirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00910667716636070719noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25887589.post-24493967394093750052007-10-25T16:31:00.000-05:002007-10-25T16:31:00.000-05:00Wow, Yes, SAHMS have "those days." I really like the attitude you adopted at the end of the post; it made me realize I would just have kvetched on about the day, never stopping to be thankful.Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05478944775613602625noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25887589.post-80171945857221613382007-10-25T05:21:00.000-05:002007-10-25T05:21:00.000-05:00I feel your pain. Sometimes you just have a day where you feel generally thwarted by life and everyone and everything in it! Makes you want to go back to bed and start over...Kel Belhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11175656774731300649noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25887589.post-82863741251483508252007-10-23T12:36:00.000-05:002007-10-23T12:36:00.000-05:00I did just the same thing yesterday - discovered I didn't have my card in my bag at the check-out. So the assistant was just arranging for it to be put at customer services for me to go home and get my card. One last rummage through my bag and I found it - the man behind the checkout looked at me like I was a moron, but at least I got to take my shopping home with me...Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05343891949433026930noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25887589.post-78495225252451347522007-10-23T11:05:00.000-05:002007-10-23T11:05:00.000-05:00That's the joy of things being so crappy. Sometimes you just have nowhere to go but up!Christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07276000726366302069noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25887589.post-17929110585159119342007-10-23T08:21:00.000-05:002007-10-23T08:21:00.000-05:00It's always a good idea to remind yourself that things could always have been worse. I'm glad you were able to see the good things in retrospect!Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03794005688968604248noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25887589.post-49625369421298624542007-10-23T07:48:00.000-05:002007-10-23T07:48:00.000-05:00I think we all have days like that! I think N would have killed me if I interupted a meeting like that. I once had to interupt a training session to get a key, but luckily it was a one on one training and he was being trained by a Sargent (lower rank), so it wasn't too bad. Glad you Monday is over!Darbynoreply@blogger.com