One Of Those Days

05.26.08

Ever had one of those days? This doesn’t have anything to do with the baby but I thought I would share. Today is Memorial Day, a holiday for most people including LA and I. I started the day off with getting the paper, fixing a large glass of milk and heating some pop-tarts in the toaster oven. LA told me she thought something was on fire but I assured her it was ok. I am a professional heating up pop-tarts. I assured her with a quick look it was just some stuff in the bottom of the toaster burning off and turned to do something else. She told me again something was on fire and when I looked in the glass door my pop-tarts were get flame kissed. I had never seen real flames inside a toaster oven before. I turned the oven off and pulled my smoked pop-tarts out – it was actually pretty cool. I took my milk, smoked pop-tarts and paper to sit on the sofa. About halfway through the second pop-tart, I went to return my milk to its place and spilled the remaining milk – 85% onto the floor. Wow, what a mess. It was a job for the quicker picker upper - Bounty. I am pretty sure it took ½ a roll to get it all up. How does the lady in the commercial only use like ½ a sheet? I figured the fire and the spilled milk were enough to make the blog just for humor sake but the day wasn’t over yet. Later in the evening LA and I decided to have some desert – turtle cheesecake from The Cheesecake Factory (Sam’s Freezer Section, very good). I fixed myself a large class of tea and returned to the scene of the earlier accident. LA wanted to sit in the chair and a half with me and as I was moving some things around and I kicked my full glass of tea over onto the floor. Wow, what a mess. It was another job for the quicker picker upper. After another ½ roll of paper towels and some laughter, I got to enjoy my cheesecake. I can assure you that the floor in front of the sofa is spotless. The real funny thing is that I admit that I have been anal about the floors since we had them refinished. Maybe those two accidents are helping prepare me for the baby and the spills that are coming and to always remember not to cry over spilt milk or tea…(that is stupid, I apologize but I couldn’t resist it).