To all you mom’s out there, I hope you have a happy, relaxing day to do with what you want.
How’s your Mother’s Day going, bananie?
Wow, thanks for asking.
My Mother’s Day actually started yesterday, when I got to go to the grocery store without either of the kids! I know what you are thinking - part of your Mother’s Day present was going to buy groceries? Well, yes - the present part was going without the kids.
It’s amazing how little it takes to make me happy nowadays. I used to have higher standards.
Last night I had to work, but I only worked for two hours. While April is over, the deliverable is on Monday, and there is still much to be done.
This morning we went to 8am Mass, just like we do every Sunday. The kids, as usual, were belligerent, especially HRH. Master G did give me a lovely poster he made that said “You are so awesome!”. That just about melted my heart, until he simply stopped listening to me and refused to get ready for church. I may be awesome, but he’s still a kid.
While the monsters heathens children were bickering, I got myself ready. No “Happy Mother’s Day” from DH yet. (He hadn’t had a full cup of coffee, so I can’t really get on him for that.) I then proceeded to yell at the children because it was 7:30am and I just couldn’t take it anymore. Not that I’m proud of yelling at them; it was the only way they would hear me. I explained, through gritted teeth my charming smile, that today was a special day for me and of all of the days in the year, I would really appreciate it if they would not fight, not argue with each other or me, and just do as I ask.
I know, I believe in miracles.
We went to church. They both were less than their usual stellar selves. HRH decided to have a tantrum immediately after (at least it wasn’t during Mass) so we got in the car and went home.
DH did make me a nice breakfast, after he asked “do you want me to help with breakfast?”. My response “No, I want you to MAKE breakfast!”. We had french toast, fried apples, bacon, and strawberries. It was yummy.
Then I went to work for another two hours while HRH took a nap and DH cleaned up the basement. Master G kindly kept me company while playing computer games and randomly talking to the screen. Oh, I also did laundry and dishes during this time.
HRH woke up happy, then turned foul. Maybe it’s the weather (it’s cold and rainy today). Who knows.
Now I am holed up in my office, finishing the last of the deliverables. I should be done just in time for supper (left over chicken for me, grilled cheeses for the kids, and crab cakes for DH (I have a shellfish allergy and there is no sense in making a fresh chicken breast when we have one left over from the other night).
DH did get me a nice card, and I have done a snippet of knitting here and there. I’m hoping that once the document is done I can go back to it. I’m making a shark for May’s Sublynnminal Healing.
Excuse me. HRH is banging on the door.
I’m back. HRH wanted to “do stickers”. This means she wants to put stickers on construction paper. DH and G are watching a movie and ignoring her, I presume.
Reading back over this post, it is terribly depressing. I don’t mean for it to be. Perhaps the weather is affecting me as well.