"Oy...what a day I had today."

No, I'm not "Sadie, Sadie, the married lady", but I had quite a day.

It started with computer malfunctions--malfunctions like I've never experienced before. I should have had my coffee first--when will I ever learn.

So I'm on the computer trying to look at a video a friend posted of a guy singing in the Gospel Choir last night, and the computer freezes up. I try to control/alt/delete out of it and the screen goes black. I don't have time for this, so I shut the lap top and go to get my first cup of coffee. Ahhh, there we go...when all of a sudden, I hear this incredible high pitched noise coming from somewhere nearby. I realize it is coming from the laptop. I open it up and the screen is still black and the little hour glass is flitting all over the screen. I push the power button. Nothing. I try it again. Nothing. I begin to smell that hot electrical smell that occurs when something gets too hot. Okay, my laptop is fried. Life goes on.

It's 7:30, the twins arrive--they're 2 1/2, approximately. This happens twice a week--no big deal. Well, today it was. They both wanted BaBa at the same time--NOW! And, in different rooms. I guess the worst was when I was in the "ladies room" and they were clear down the hall in my craft area. Payton was vacuuming up a little mess we had made. He's hollering, "BaBa, I'm finished". I'm hollering back, "Okay Payton, I'll be there in a second." "BaBa!! I'm finished!!" "Okay Payton, I'll be there in a minute." "BA BA!! I'm finished!!!"
"OKAY PAYTON, I'M COMING!!!!" Now I hear both of them coming down the hall calling "BaBa! BaBa!" Unbeknownst to me at the time, the vacuum was still running and there's no way they could of heard me. Ugh!!

Aunt Angela arrives to go out to lunch with us and to the park. I'm not even dressed yet and it's noon. We decide to go real cheap--C C's Pizza where kids eat free. We sit near the candy/prize vending machines. Big mistake! After wasting our breath trying to convince them both that neither one of us had any money, Angela gives in and finds some quarters in the bottom of her purse. She puts one in a prize machine--it eats the quarter, no prize. Next she puts a quarter in a pinball type machine where you actually win the little rubber ball. Each of the twins get a little ball. Marley immediately throws hers on the ground and it bounces up and hits her in the face. Except for that bit of excitement, the balls are boring so Angela tries a "Candy Crane" machine where you play until you win. Payton goes first. He wins a gummy hot dog in a bun. Payton's happy. Next, it's Marley's turn. She wins white plastic vampire teeth. When Angela hands them to her, she starts crying, "I don't want that." So, Angela puts them in her mouth and digs out another quarter. This time Marley gets like this super, super, sour piece of candy, that she licks on just long enough to get her hands super, super sticky. She doesn't like sticky hands so now she's ready to hand it over to Payton, who will eat anything.

Angela takes Marley to the "little girls" room to wash her hands--Payton and I stay behind with the purses. Angela and Marley return and it's my turn with Payton. He has to go pee. He stands up like a big boy now and I tell him not to touch ANYTHING! He does good. Now we go to wash his hands. He does good. Now I wash the sticky little ball. I hand it to Payton and he drops it and then he drops to his hands and knees and is crawling around on the bathroom floor trying to get it. Ugh!

Okay, now it's time to go to the playground/park as BaBa promised. We're there about 20 min. or so when we realize that Marley is not being her usual self--running all over the place and squealing as she goes down the slide. She's actually standing very quietly underneath the slide. Marley is NOT potty-trained. She has just filled her "pull-up". I take her to the hatchback of my car for a quick change. All is good. We enjoy all the unusual equipment at this park--well, Angela was more into it than the kids. She actually fell off of something that spins around. We never did figure out exactly what you're supposed to do on it, but decided it was "too dangerous". So, we decide to take a walk on the nature trail and go over the bridge. We stop at a little area with benches and the twins perform for Angela and I as their audience. Payton announces he has to "poo-poo". There are no "facilities" at this park. So, I lead him into the most heavily wooded area I could find and pick him up in a sitting position, my hands under his legs and wait. No poo-poo, just a pee-pee fountain. Ugh!

Time to head back to the playground. Marley's making cookies in a funky little area by the slide and Payton made doo-doo in his big boy pants. I have no change of underwear for him, he IS potty-trained. He really is and I felt bad for not just leaving after he'd already told me earlier that he had to go. The poor little guy apologized all the way to the car as I carried him, ackwardly so as not to "smoosh".

Now we're home. Nap time--well, clean up time first and THEN nap time. Marley decides to nap downstairs alone and Payton talks Angela into getting in bed with him upstairs. I take the opportunity to get in some computer time. Oh yeah, the laptop isn't fried, just overheated I guess. Angela falls alseep for a short period of time before being woke up by Payton lifting her eyelids and saying, "I have to go potty". Angela is taking no chances at this point so she quickly takes him to the bathroom. He says he has to poop, so she sits him on the toilet--pee fountain #2. Now all of his clothes are in the wash.

At the end of the day, Payton never took a nap at all, Marley slept until 5:00 and I got in trouble for giving them snacks so close to dinner time.

Again I say, "Oy!"

I was so tired this evening and probably would have just turned in early, but I had an obligation at the church. I help with preparing a meal for a class on Thursday nights. I almost cancelled, but couldn't. I went with no make-up on, bad hair and wore the same clothes that I wore last night to Gospel Choir practice. I was feeling very stressed, worn out, cranky...you name it, I felt it. But then a friend asked me to stay and join her for dinner and watch the DVD they were showing tonight. I'm glad I stayed. I needed the message--especially today.