I wish there was a way to make myself sleep in...but my 3 children have internal alarm clocks that almost never go past 7:15...no matter the day. Sunday's are pancake days....but instead I went out to breakfast with my friend Pam...where I unloaded on the poor woman and broke down in tears. It's been a rough time with Allie....among other things.
After breakfast I colored and painted with the kiddos and did a little housework then met two more friends for late night Starbucks. I am a Dunkin Donuts addict. Never liked Starbucks. But after ten years of exclusivity, I decided I needed to branch out a bit....try new things. I am in love with the venti caramel macchiato with whipped cream. Oh my goodness...just saying that and my mouth waters. I am not a flavored coffee gal...at DD I always get an extra large regular coffee with cream and sugar....yeah I worry about the poundage from the cream later...in the moment, I am all about the coffee. Then home in time for dinner and to get Andrew off to hockey. Fun Fun!
(Oh Lord....I might be a hockey mom. I am NOT a fan (at all!!!) of Sarah Palin...so please don't lump all hockey moms with that lunatic.)
Tonight I have presents to wrap and hide. My kiddos are santa believers...the presents dont go under the tree until Christmas eve....which usually means I spend hours wrapping presents and cramming them into the closet under the basement stairs....only to retrieve them in the middle of the night Christmas Eve/Christmas Day...of course finding that the tape has now become unstuck in certain areas or there are holes in the paper from my 'cramming them into the closet'....which of course means I have to rewrap several gifts in the middle of the night....sometimes, if I've hit the Fusini's Christmas Party, then I've had a few drinks....those are always fun to see under the tree. The gift that's nearly impossible to wrap in the first place sober, becomes so much more fun to wrap after several glasses of wine. It's torture. I usually give up and it looks like a toddler wrapped the present. I have started saying that the elves wrap those ones. The kids buy it :)
I know I know....you are waiting for chapter two in "Everything you never wanted to know about hearts" but I can't go there right now. My thoughts are scattered and I haven't consumed enough coffee to take that journey. I will have more information anyway after Wednesday when we take her back to Boston Children's for more tests. This time it's not cardiac...it's immunology. I don't know which is worse/better....but I'd rather give blood than sit through a gazillion machines while they test heart/lung function. Just sayin'. Not sure but I think Allie would rather do tests than blood. After everything she's been through, you'd think the tests would scare the daylights out of her...but in actuality it's the bloodwork that sends her over the edge. She freaks out, runs away....we find her down by the elevator frantically pushing buttons to escape.
Anyway....I'm looking forward to the gym. I need to get my frustrations out on the machines. It's going to be a long week.....I just have that feeling.
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