Busy, Busy, Busy

So today turned out to be a fuck load busier than I anticipated. I got up early to take hubby to work so I could cash his check and deposit the cash in our checking account (I do this because our fucked up bank holds his check for 3 - 5 days otherwise - and that is baaaaaaad). Today hubby's boss didn't hand out checks at exactly 8 am as is his custom, but decided to wait 30 minutes to turn over the checks to desperate employees. And there I was... In the parking lot... In a small car... With 2 children... Who were not in the custom of WAITING.... By the time hubby got there both kids were whinny and I was searching my purse for a miracle tranquilizer or antidepressants - then I'd flip a coin to see if I took it or split it between the kids... sheesh. So we leave and head to cash the above mentioned check - at the same place as last time - the Oriental run donut shop/check cashing place. No shit from the clerk today and the kids were thrilled to get glazed donuts. I headed off to the grocery store that has a branch of my bank in it. It was about 9 am when I got there, guess what? The bank wasn't open yet. When I inquired as to the opening time I was told it was at 10 am. 10 AM!!!! A whole fucking hour! In the store! A whole fucking hour in the store with the little people!!! SHIT. We proceed to shop. We are hardly even halfway down the first aisle in produce and the little people are out of the toy car thing that is attached to the cart (why don't they have a large dog crate attached like that? One that only opens from the outside. Any store that had that would get my exclusive business) I'm already muttering threats through clenched teeth and counting to 10. Apples, bananas, oranges, cucumber, butternut squash, green beans and a tomato later we head to the next section - the beer and wine! I take an enormously long time browsing that section much to the little peoples distress, I even contemplated a bottle of cheap white zinfandel but ultimately decided to pass as I would be driving home after lunch and I really don't need another ticket . ;o) We FINALLY spend ONE hour in the store and the bank is open. I make it through the check out having only spent $30 in groceries for this week. Made the deposit and headed home. Sheesh. We get home a little after 10:30 am. Grr... Most of my morning wasted. Groceries put away, then I go searching for something for the kids to wear - this morning it was unusually cool for us and the little people were acting like the 63 degree weather was going to freeze them. Leave at 11:30 am to have lunch with hubby. We dine on delightfully greasy burgers. The little people are in awe of their $.50 jewelry purchased from the coin operated machines - you would have thought I had just given them something from Tifanys! By 12:30 or so we are headed home. A glance at the gas gage on the way home reveals that I'm in need of gas SOON. Ahhh great... And guess what, I've taken a wrong turn and am not exactly sure where I'm at. I figure since this is a major road it will hook up with something familiar soon - and for once I'm actually right. We get to the gas station a block from my town house and Super Girl informs me that she needs to go potty. Cabbage Patch is asleep. I tell her to hold it we will be home soon. I fill up. It takes maybe 5 minutes. I get in the car - she's wet her pants. *sigh* Home again. Cabbage Patch is again awakened and not happy. I put her in her bed for nap, she screams. Tell Super Girl to strip and get in the tub. I bathe with her (hey, I'm a mom... It's a common practice. I'd rarely ever get a bath if I didn't). When we get out Leila is still screaming. I go upstairs and see what the fuss is about. She stops. I head down to dry Super Girl's hair. It's quite funny to blow dry a 4 year olds hair - she was amused and intrigued yet terrified and repulsed by the experience. hehehe... When I'm done, Cabbage Patch is out of bed - no nap yet. Ok, fine, come on down. I start dinner, do laundry and suddenly it's after 3 pm! Where the hell has the time gone? I needed to get to the post office today! I get the kids dressed and we pick up hubby at 5 pm. Kids are whining. Back home for dinner. Change kids AGAIN. Head off to hockey game with brother in law, sister in law and nephew. Oh MY Gosh! That was so much fun! It was a Minor league team - the farm team for the Dallas Stars I think. The game kicked ass! 3 fights. The Texas Tornados won 10 - 2! The other team sucked ass - they must have been asleep. Many many hot men there to look at also. The kids actually enjoyed the game. A photographer took a pic of Cabbage Patch as she was trying to blow the big blimp balloon away - she was cute. When we got to the car after the game Super Girl tells me she has to potty. I consider telling her to wait until we got home - 15 minute drive, then I decided I'd rather not clean urine out of my car a second time today and asked her if she could squat down and pee in the bushes. She said yes she could - she was almost excited to do that! Hubby was MORTIFIED that she had peed in the bushes outside the mall (that's were we had to park since the parking around the arena was full) - hell it was worth haiving her pee in the bushes just for that reaction! We got home at nearly 11 pm - the kids were wiped out! And now.. So am I.

Night.