This was a really great day. Steve surprised me at work with a boquet of flowers, cards and the kids. It was too funny, one of the students looked at me and said, "your babies are here." I had lots of fun taking them around showing them off. They really loved it when I took them out to PE and they got to see all of the kids playing in the gym. They loved the basketball and climbing on the bleachers. It just really made my day and gave me the warm fuzzies all over.
I headed out of work early so I could stop by the store to pick up some shrimp and some other goodies to really top off the night. I scamble home and Steve has reminded me that some people are going to come by and check out the Lexus that is for sale. At about 5:50pm, I start to cook dinner. The kids are not going to make it much longer. I throw the shrimp on the stove to simmer in butter and garlic and have the steaks on the BBQ. Before this I had put a baked potato in the oven. Well, the kitchen starts to smell burned. I go to open the oven door and it's locked. I look at the digital display and for whatever reason, it now states CLEAN. I have NO idea how I did it but the oven is now on clean and the potato is locked inside. By this time, the kids are going crazy, screaming and climbing up my legs, the dog is whining and barking because he knows that Steve is outside and my potato is in the oven. I swing open the garage door, look at Steve in my best calm voice and tell him I need to see him inside. I tell him the story and tell him I need his help inside. I put the kids the highchairs and start them with the milk. FINALLY, the people leave, they are going to buy the Lexus. Yeah yeah...get out so I can get this dinner going. I put the food on the table, minus the hockey puck potato and we dig in. My steak is still raw, Steve is in the process of spitting something out so I look at him and ask what? Apparently, I never noticed that the shrimp still had the shell on it all the while I was simmering them in butter and garlic. I was so upset by this point, I went to the fridge and poured a glass of wine. At least the potato was out of the oven. Steve manhandled the thing open. Thank god. He asked what was wrong and I told him there wasn't enough pills or boozed to make this evening better.
Now that some time has passed, I can laugh at this story. WOW! I was a wreck that night with that 3 ring circus going on. I just wonder how other women do it. Am I the only one who can't handle all of this stuff going on at once? The gals at work had perfect advice....chicken nuggets and hamburgers next year minus the stress and of course the potato that was locked in the oven!
Here are some pictures of the kids opening up their care package from Grammy Joyce. She is so good to them. I can't wait for them to really understand and appreciate all the great things she does for them. I have now lovingly referred to them as Grammy and Pop Pop. Kyle can actually pick my parents out of a picture. Can't wait for them to see them again. Hopefully they will remember them.
BubbleShare: Share photos - Find great Clip Art Images.
I am trying to get better about posting stuff. This way I don't have to listen to Erin complain! Just kidding scoop! Hey! Where is YOUR blog?! Can't wait to see you too in March. The kids will have a blast playing together.
No comments:
Post a Comment