Saturday, July 24, 2010

Sign my petition to outlaw balloons :)

It's Saturday and Matt being the madman that he is signed up to cycle 67 miles in some sponsored event somewhere. I don't pay much attention to details. Sorry honey. So that left me alone with the kids. I should have just bunkered down in the house and let the day slip by but NOOOOOO.....I decide to take the kids to Mcdonald's to see the fire truck and eat lunch and get a free ice cream cone. Sounds simple enough right :P.  Nothing is ever simple when it comes to my two kids. We saw the fire truck. The fire man didn't have much personality but hey he runs into burning buildings, who am I to nitpick. Plus it was really really hot so kudos for being out to entertain kids.

We went inside mcd's and had lunch. Well I ate lunch the kids just stared at their food while they played with their toys. I'm in a decent mood at this point and I"m like oh the hell with it yes you can still have ice cream. I got ten minutes of quiet while they ate ice cream and I browsed the internet. I love my iphone. Well on the way back to the car they were handing out balloons at the fire truck. Having a complete lapse of common sense I let the kids each have one. Of course they way they were cutting the balloons out of the bunch left very little string. About 1 foot long. We secured the balloons on each child's wrist. Everybody is happy.

I think okay I can run into walmart to pick up my photos. It's a quick errand no browsing just get my photos pay and run. The kids wanted to take their balloons with them. I cave and figure they are secured to their wrists they should be fine. We get into walmart (which I despise and never ever go to unless I have a very good reason) unfortunately, I didn't have a good enough reason to deal with the following. I usually get my photos printed at Walgreens but decided I wanted to see a Luster finish v. a glossy finish so I sent my prints to Walmart. I assumed that the photo center would be at the front of the store...wrong...I trek all the way back to the store, stopping every couple of seconds to threaten my children if they don't start listening. Emily fails and I have to strap her in the cart. Commence crying. I make it back to the counter and the lady is just standing there at a back counter. She looks up at me occasionally and I really want to be a smartass and get her attention but I kept my mouth shut and waited patiently for her to come up and help me. She hands me the photos and I was like can I pay for them here and she looked bothered by this but whatever I was not going to STAND in another line with my kids. So I check out and then I hear Joshua wail, "MY BAAAAAAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOON"

Crap...the balloon is at the ceiling. No hopes of recovery. So I'm just trying to get out of the store with my sanity. I have emily and joshua now crying with constant wailing from Joshua about his balloon. we get to the exit and the crazy greeter lady asks if they want a sticker. I wanted to say Are you kidding me? Can you not hear them? But I just said no thank you and bolted out of the store.

Joshua wailed about his balloon all the way home and only has quieted down about it in the last five minutes.

Matt should be home in about 30 minutes. I already told him it will be a revolving door as soon as he steps in this momma is stepping out. My only salvation tonight is plans to go to Archiver's to scrapbook (hence why I needed those stupid pictures in the first place).

The end.

1 comment:

  1. Thanks for the update, know how I wait for it. And now that you have vented, don't you feel better? You know you do. ;)

    Sorry about your rough day...I hope you enjoyed your scrapbooking event!