You know those days? The ones where you've heated your cup of coffee up 5 times before 9am and your cup is still only half-drunk (that is, if you can still find it). When you find your daughter's missing hair clips in the cheese drawer in the refrigerator. The days when your toddler decides she doesn't want to be alone in the bathroom so you go in to help her, only to find her contribution to the planet on the seat... and the floor... and her thighs... and her brother. I officially called the day complete at 4:43 exactly when, still nursing a bruised fingernail from the frozen chicken fiasco (don't ask!), I managed to dump ALL of dinner onto the still-not-cleaned kitchen floor. Can anyone say McDonald's? (Yes, we have those here in Africa)
I'm sure someone wiser than me, who is a bit further down this path than I, will remind me that I'll someday miss these days. So, this is my confession: I wish I was to the "missing" phase more than where I'm at in this particular moment. So, is anyone else brave enough to share a not-so-hot-to-trot day? Because honestly, I could use a good laugh at the moment!
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Well -- I made a pot of coffee at work this morning. When I went to pour me a cup, I realized I had small amount still in the cup from yesterday. Oh well, I like day old coffee -- as long as it is hot.
So, I just poured a bit more into my cup, put it in the microwave for a few seconds, and started to drink it. Blahhh - such an awful taste. I couldn't figure out why -- so I take another drink. Blahh! It was then I remembered ... yesterday it wasn't coffee in my cup. It was diet coke! So I had just tasted diet coke-coffee mix!! Let me tell you, I really don't think the new mixture will hit the market.
Carol, that's AWESOME! Right after I wrote the post, Todd handed me a letter from one of our LINKS churches in West Chester, PA with a "just thinking of you today and praying for you" card... God is so good in His timing, eh?
Hey Brit,
I'm teaching 3rd grade this year... blended class 1/2 gen ed and 1/2 english learners. FIRST day the sink in the classroom explodes. The knob busted off... HOT water shooting everywhere. Blessed child from Somalia screaming "IT'S CRAZY, MRS. PAUL! IT'S CRAZY! THE SINK IS CRAZY."
15 minutes later I received a visit from the principal and custodian... mopping up my entire flooded room :)
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