Thanks to me being a snooze junkie, my day went nothing like i had planned at all.
I planned on waking up around 11 this morning, because well i stayed up all damn night long enough to get the kids off to school at 7 am then i laid back down expecting my check today and i had some errands to run and so forth and so on.
Well when the phone rang at 1 this afternoon, I was pissed at myself because i knew i had hit the snooze button a few times eventually just turning the alarm clock off all togehter.
These are the times i thank God Kenedi stays up at night but sleeps till noon during the day. I think....
anyhow here was my sleeping daughter in the bed beside me and she was warm and snuggly, I didnt want to wake up, i wanted to sleep all day long and not get up till the boys came home from school but alas i had errands to run and toilet paper to get.
We hopped in the car and went and cashed my check making our 1st stop the smoke shop because we had been out of smokes since about 5 this morning, so then we headed on over to walmart where i porceeded to pick up toilet paper, shampoo and conditioner, david a t shirt and i found these adorable lil bell bottom pants for Kenedi, they were jean and i figure as fast as she grows out of clothes what is it going to hurt to buy her a pair of 7 dollar jean's, which by the way she is not used to wearing, everything she owns either comes from the gap, old navy, dillards, penny's or the Carters store.
I gave in and bought the jean's a few new binkys and a bottle brush and i think thats about it, hell if i can remember all that shit we bought,
well we headed back home after stoping at the one stop Diarreah shop, yes i am referring to McDonalds.
The phone rings shortly after we walk in the door and it is the school telling me Dallas one of my 8 yr twins hurt his foot this morning, and although they thought he was faking they thought they would call and let me know what happened,
Well the 1st one in the door is my 12 yr old telling me Dallas can't walk, of course since we were told by the school that he was faking we just thought the same thing,
David went out and carried him in the house, for the next hour we listened to Dallas Bawl about it hurting, I said fuck this i am tired of hearing about it and put him in the car and took him to the local Monkey circus better known as the Drumright Hospital.
Upon arriving they of course sent him over to x ray and the dr came in, my gawd his feet stunk to high heaven too, poor lady.
She said it looked like a fracture but most fractures dont become clear until the 7th or 8th day.
put him in a partial cast and sent him home on a set of crutches, well i guess the lil ass wasn't faking, but anyhow he is on one leg, being babied, on fall break, so this should be interesting to say the least.
On a good note when the phone rang at 1 this afternoon it was my mother, they have released my dad and he is coming home, my mother says it is prayer, who knows, all i know is i am thankful we arent burying my dad this week.
That doesn't mean he is out of the woods, all it means is that he is well enough not to be in the hospital.
So anyhow like i said my day went nothing like i planned, now i have a full plate again tomorrow, with a lot to do, it is 2 am and the lil one isn't asleep, i am tired, i sat on a cold hospital floor for almost 3 hours and i just want to fall into my bed and go to sleep.
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