Sunday afternoon - fed, fat and happy. Met some old friend for brunch, former co-workers good folks, with a 3 year old daughter, as at the age, cute as cute can be. We enjoyed breakfast, we chatted about this that and the other - it was very nice way to start the day. Of course we had to get up and get moving this morning - easier said than done but we did. I sort of over did it - but I have dinner planned so we'll total up breakfast and move on. Kinda like the plate of pasta I inhaled yesterday.... ah yesterday.
Let's hit the light way back music and start with Friday as that builds into Saturday...
(and of course I hit Bubba-interuptus... so here we are at Monday... I shall go on)
Friday, ah Friday (where have I heard that?) We left early having our 40 hour bell chime, and our government customer not happy to see any number greater than 40... we dance the dance of the free and head out the door - I with my laundry list of things to see to, purchase, organize, deposit, drop off and pick up - yes Wonder Woman for a Friday afternoon is back. So, I hit Wal-Mart hard, I had a list of stuff for the girl's group (more on that later) a few things for you're truly, and other random things; got that done, went to the bank and made a fool of myself as I did the drive through and proceeded to drop the stupid tube thing to put said deposit into.... so I had to slowly back out to find the bleeping thing because I have to pull so close to it for my arms to reach the stupid tube-y thing... that then gets sucked up into the bank... oh bother whatever. ANY way... found the tube, pulled back in, smiled stupidly at the now entertained teller, get that done, head out, to drop of Treasurer stuff to the Secretary of the Ladies' group, we chat briefly I am worried about our next in coming president... but we shall solider on. Then off to the cheap store for gift bags then to pick up Bubba's shirts and then to the lodge to get all the stuff we have to haul to Baltimore tomorrow and to organize it and see where we could use more stuff....
Got home, tended to bouncy puppies, got all that girl's group stuff organized counted and labeled, fixed a box and then got it all back out into my car because if Bubba were to see all that - well the words wouldn't have been pretty and frankly wasn't in the mood to deal with it. Plus it was less to haul out tomorrow in a skirt, this was in done and organized. Then... took 30 seconds to relax, Mr. Happy calls to tell me he's headed home and wants dinner... yeah. So I make dinner - he's happy with the choice, we hunker down for a Friday night and it's all groovy.
Saturday morning was good, Bubba had plans with his friend from the previous job, with the understanding he needed to be home to tend to our girls. I was up and dressed and ready to head out to the girl's group meeting location, gather up girls and head north. We did that - got everyone on their way - then we had a dad who's car wouldn't start - thankfully there was another dad there, I scooped up kids and away we went - Dad with his car and directions, us off to our location. I was worried about being late - please don't ask me why... this is the Girl's group these people couldn't start anything on time so what was I concerned about?? We got there got the car unloaded, got things re-organized, got kids where they needed to be, and I sat - with two other mothers and mellowed.... then I went up and down stairs checking on kids, making sure things were tended, checked on my older girls, got sucked into a job, got out of that job then wandered off... and mostly kept moving. We had dinner, I ate too much, then we had to sit through a meeting, thankfully short, after all that --- allow me to gloat like the biggest sore winner known to mankind. Allow me elaborate....
First, my local girls group is growing, thriving and generally making me crazy... but in a good way. Second, I have the most girls who hold a state wide office (6 girls). Saturday was the big practice before the State convention in 2 weeks...my girls were on time, dressed appropriately, and had everything they needed. My girls competed in the memory work competition - and apparently did pretty well based upon all the feedback I got that day ... should I say all the POSITIVE feedback I got that day. From various adults - most of whom don't like me much... I danced on a lot of toes early on because I did things my way and they didn't like that. ANY who.... basking in that glow we go to the meeting, we are headed to the wind down of a long day, and we announce in the meeting that we have donated 53 smile bags; (her service project for the year- making bags to give to kids going into surgery) with almost everything they need to be filed, soaps, shampoo, toothbrush, crayons, coloring books etc.... the look on the gal's face was priceless the look on the adults face.. made me smile in a manner that will not win my any good sportsmanship awards.... AND found out after the meeting from the gal's mama... we DOUBLED the number of bags she had collected and made throughout the state!!!! She had 50 - we gave her 53!!!! How freaking awesome are we! (toot toot toot)
And dag-nabbit I worked hard, I kept publishing we needed this stuff and I pushed hard at the end, and I did my part Friday and went shopping cleaned Wal-Mart out of kid travel toothbrush and toothpaste sets, not to mention shampoo, soaps and the like. One gal and Dad bought all the needed washcloths, this was really a group effort!! Again very happy; not a lot of false modesty here... these people have made me nuts over the years and to get one up - however petty - I'm taking it. so there.
Oh - and a final cherry on our Sundae - or Saturday as the case may be... the leader of Maryland girls was speaking to me about talking up the National convention because my girls are so good at doing their memory work and she wants to field another team (the year we won 2nd place nationally my kid was leader of Maryland - not that I had many kids competing that year). So yes I am being small and petty and basking in the glow because I've been the kid outside looking in, then I saw the kids inside were working like dogs and up all hours of the night - screw that - I'll be over here having fun with the kids, keeping kids organized and not be involved with all that drama mess that the inside kids have to deal with... happily whistling a tune....
I figure this will last another 2 weeks and I'll do something to piss off the in crowd again and my name will be mud - again - still... who cares! I am happy now!
Sunday - as I started this post with - started with brunch, so nice. Then mellow afternoon, went and had my nails done, then grocery shopping then came home, made dinner, and enjoyed a quiet evening.
Monday - again was a sprint to the finish... (it is now Tuesday morning) up moving, feeling groovy or is that groggy - getting pills into pups, hear my cell phone -- didn't get to it fast enough - my carpooler was under the weather and not driving in - he left a message. So bonus few minutes got things tended and head out the door alone at 6 AM. I wasn't sure what to do with myself... made it in, put in another day with slacker tester... here is more rope butthead - pretty soon it's going to be a bungee cord without an anchor.
Then - home and it's another sprint... home pups, dinner, gather up stuff for the girl's group we're making chocolate lollipops for give-aways at the State convention it was like herding cats after they have found the Costco sized stash of catnip.... fun!
Also I was actually running a bit ahead of schedule only to be reminded they Ladies' group was doing an audit last night and I needed to bring my tickets and records - so back home, felt so guilty as I heard Shelby crying in the crate, then ran back to the lodge -got that all done and cleaned up, came home, cleaned the kitchen, st down for 30 minutes and went to bed and died.
This morning just to start things off right... I woke up 10 minutes before I had to leave the house... yeah. So run run run, didn't wake up the brown dog, fed the black dog and put my face in a bag and put my make up on at work.... sent email to the hubby - who EVERY OTHER MORNING.. first thing he does is read his email.... to give violet her meds... instead she had to go pee - and Bubba didn't pay attention and had a mess to clean up this morning in the laundry room.... ah well. could have been worse could have been in the bedroom. I am sure when I talk to Mr. Happy some time today it will certainly not be all roses and sunshine. Yeah.
All righty - let's get this day started... again. I hate mornings that start with whoosh and sprint. And I hate the fact that I know Bubba wasn't happy with the old girl Violet because I didn't tend to her.. but I won't discuss her other 'parent' not bothering either.. ever - but I digress and if I keep going about King Cranky upon his throne of do nothing but work.... ah never mind.
Oh bonus - weigh in day... won't that be fun?? grumble grumble.... where the heck is the do over button on this day already??
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