crabby crabby-pants

Today I was an uber-crabby-pants. I am SO GLAD TODAY IS OVER. It was just one of those days where nothing quite went right. The thing is, nothing quite went all that WRONG, either, I just couldn't stay on the sunny side...

I woke up, crabby... and who knows why since my hubby let me sleep in. But already life wasn't quite right and I couldn't put my finger on why. So I imagine a morning at church, sensing that something needed to be re-balanced... some quiet reflection, inspiring music, a little mind-shift. But instead I got: 2.5 year old crawling all over me and in and around and on the surrounding chairs, a 4.5 year old who needed to go potty at the most in apropos time, and children who refused to do ANYTHING without me. I was in and out of the service three times in twenty minutes. Let's just say we left early.

So on the way home... crabby-pants... And Andy asks me, "What do you need to be happy today, Sally?"..... and guess what popped in my head? Doughnuts! YES! Fresh, bakery-baked doughnuts! I'm preggers, I can have a doughnut (or two!) Fantastic! I imagine happy children, happy Sally, a wonderful family moment... I immediately brighten up.

We drive up to our neighborhood bakery, and they're CLOSED. WHAT?! On a Sunday? That is SOOOO St. Paul, and SOOO in line with the day I'm having. Boo.

Oh well. I guess even my plans to be happy are getting foiled. Lesson learned. Just be crabby.