One of those days

Today was a day where nothing seemed to go right. When I got to work this morning I noticed Rion's gloves were in my bag. I had thrown them in there when we got home the day before because my hands were so full of other stuff. Fred couldn't find any gloves that fit him so he came by and picked them up so he could drop them off at the school for Rion. After school the kids and I went to Grandpa and Grandma's house. I was going to use the sewing machine to finish a Christmas gift, but forgot the directions at home. We visited awhile then headed home, but not before stopping at Walmart for a few things. While there I was going to pick up a rotisserie chicken for dinner. They were totally out. So I decided to get one of their take and bake pizzas. They only had cheese pizza left. I'm not a plain cheese fan so we went to Sam's Club. By the time we got home it was 7:00. As we were finishing dinner I noticed an empty glass on the table was missing a big chunk out of the side. Of course nobody knew how it got broken or where the missing glass could be found. Fred and I looked everywhere and we never did find any broken glass. After dinner I put the kids to bed and relaxed in front of the TV. We laughed throughout The Office and I thought my bad day was over. After The Office I sat down to pay some bills (ok the bad day isn't over). I had to get a pen out of my bag when I noticed the summer sausage I bought at Sam's Club was still in there. I had once again thrown something in my bag to free up my hands. It was still really cold so I'm saying it's ok. Tomorrow is Friday so it's got to be better.

Donut Tuesday

I'm not really sure how this weekly tradition got started, but in our house every Tuesday is Donut Tuesday. When Fred gets off of work in the morning he picks up some donuts and we enjoy them for breakfast. We've probably had donuts every Tuesday for about half a year now. I think Torii would be devastated if we ever stopped the tradition. When we were in Minneapolis we missed Donut Tuesday and were kind of sad about it. It would have been so nice to be home with all the kids and enjoying a donut. This tradition just happened on accident, but those are usually the best traditions. It will probably be one of those things the kids will always remember about growing up.

Eternal sunshine of a mother's mind

As I mentioned in the last post the kids and I were at my parent's house on Saturday. My mom had made chocolate chip cookies and had some for us to take home. Of course I forgot all about them and left without them. The next morning Rion was grumbling about something at Grandma's house and when I finally figured it out I realized he was talking about the cookies. That kid doesn't forget anything. I on the other hand can't remember anything. I used to have a much sharper mind. Then I gave birth. Since that day my mind has never been the same. Yesterday Torii and I were playing Fur Fighters on the Dreamcast again. The game is made up of little puzzles that you must figure out in order to save the babies. I remember it being pretty easy, but now I can't figure out any of them. I don't know if it's because I think differently as an adult or if I'm just losing it. Maybe a little of both.