A day turned to sh*@$

Do you ever have one of those days? Nothing extremely awful like a car accident or a broken limb, but when nothing seems to go right? That was my day yesterday.
I am always running on a relatively tight schedule, usually starting around 6 am. After getting the boys on the bus at 7 am, Quinn and I were off to my job at the Chiropractic center (on time no less). After about an hour of good behavior, she starts having a screaming fit. Luckily, we only had a few more patients. But immediately the stress level at work rose atleast 10 degrees. As I am massaging my patients, trying to relax them and discuss pain management options, I am inwardly freaking out. Eveytime I would lay her down on her activity mat or in the play pen she would scream and arch her back. Is 5 and a half months too early for corporal punishment?J/K!! Eventually, she settled down and went to sleep, but I fear my days of bringing her to work with me are coming to halt.
Fridays at work are our short day, so when our last two patients cancelled, I was inwardly doing back flips because I needed to go to Vestal for some shopping and hurry home in time to get everyone off to their ballgames etc. When I say I needed to go shopping, I mean "needed", I am sure my boys ate ketchup and shredded cheese for lunch because thats all there was in the refrigerator.
So yay, I can go and get back, and maybe even sit down with my hubby for 5 minutes before returning to Crazyville. Best of all, there will be menfolk to unload all of my purchases at SuperWalmart. Well, patients kept dropping in one after the other, each one seeming to have worse troubles (in their mind) than the last. I am sure my massages got more and more deep as I watched the minute hand pass the 3 and then the 6 and then the 9!!
Finally, done! As we are preparing to leave, my shopping companion/co-worker/friend's cell phone rings. Major crisis with her ex-husband and she is on the phone for what seemed like 45 minutes, with her pointer finger up asking me to wait, she'll be right there. Holy CRAP! Come on!!! To buy back some time on the way to Vestal, my friend takes a different route, ala her husbands directions, and we end up on some fricken logging road in God knows where, but eventually Vestal. Shop for 45 minutes and race back. I completely missed my husband, got Chris to practice late, causing him to completely stress out(not good for acne prone skin).Finally, I am home to unload my groceries and race back for Chris' ballgame and graduation which he has to play drums for.
I run into the house to use the bathroom (I deperately needed it at this point)to find the toilet plugged and a note in my husbands scrit saying,"I'm so proud of this poop that I left it here for you to enjoy" and signed Chris' name to it.
So, how was your day?:)

my story

Wow what a beautiful day it is in Bradford County, Pa. I honestly spend a lot of my days thinking about that. I still can't believe I am back here sometimes. Life is never what you think it is going to be.
It seems like yesterday I was moving from here to Virginia. I remember thinking I will probably never live here again. Well, God knows what we need. I have spent a large (as in most) part of my life looking for greener pastures. Sometimes I "needed" to look and a lot of the times I only "thought" I needed to look for those greener pastures.
So here I am choosing to bloom where I am planted. I still consider myself a newlywed as I have been married to my husband for about a year and a half. We have a 5 month old baby who has brought a ton of joy to our house. We are a blended family with a house full of boys who have all become the subjects of our little princess. I also have two grown girls who live on their own.
All in all I have a great life, my husband truly loves me, and is pretty good about demonstrating it, my kids are all healthy and loving and I have the best girlfriends ever. And that is exremely enriching, even intoxicating at times. There is nothing better than being a woman that other women choose as a good and trusted friend. I am also working on a degree, at a turtle's pace.

Here we go

Well, this is my first blog, ever. It all started when a couple of my girlfriends introduced me to myspace. I really wasn't very interested because I thought it was a way of having pseudo relationships, and after all who really reads these things? Well I do! I find reading other women's views and ideas interesting, fun and therapeutic. Several people have cheered me up, made me laugh and ministered to me all on these silly blogs. So now I am hooked. I would classify myself as remedial at best on the computer, but I am learning. I look forward to developing friendships and exchanging ideas through these blogs. So be patient with me as, true to my handle, I am a procratinator.