So...Last weekend was certainly
interesting. I turned the big 3-0 on Saturday and Ripley turned 1 on
Sunday. Things definitely didn't go as planned, but they were still a
lot better than my birthday last year when I was holding a pity party
for myself. I was over 40 weeks pregnant and VERY over it, hubby was
at work, so I sat around feeling sorry for myself, crying, and eating
birthday cake. Ha ha
Originally, the kids and I were
supposed to stay with my parents for the weekend. My parents and I
were supposed to go to an ice hockey game Saturday night while the
kids stayed with one of my aunts. Well, as usual, there is always
some kind of crappy weather every year on my birthday and they were
calling for ice. Yuck. So mom kind of decided for us that she didn't
want to risk us coming up, so we visited on Thursday and stayed all
night.
Since my husband was already planning
on re-flooring and re-painting our bathroom, I decided to get the
kids out. But, I'm getting a little ahead of myself. That morning
when I went out to feed Mr.Bruce (our American Guinea Hog, if you're
not familiar with our zoo) I noticed there was a problem with him.
I'd rather not go into details as I already feel horrible enough
because it was basically my fault for not noticing it sooner, but
let's just say I had planned on getting him some antibiotic powder
from Rural King...Until we realized they changed some laws at the
beginning of the year basically stating that you need a veterinary
prescription. * sigh * We have been
taking care of it with what we have at home and are keeping an eye on
it. He seems to already be feeling better today.
We
made the mistake of saying something about getting chickens in front
of Myka, so we pretty much still had
to go to the farm store after that. Oh well. An excuse to get out of
the house, right? And after all, they were only a DOLLAR for pullets!
$1! We hadn't wanted to get more chickens this early, but come on!
Naturally,
Myka about drove me crazy at the store. I love her enthusiasm,
but...damn. It's a little too much sometimes. And yes, there is
such
a thing as being too enthusiastic! It goes without saying that she
gets REALLY excited about baby chicks! She had to talk to everyone,
which was entertaining, but at the same time I felt I had to talk to
them, which is normally fine, I don't mind socializing with strangers
while we're out and about, but I was trying to make sure Ripley
didn't fall out of the cart because, wouldn't you know it, I picked
the friggin' cart that had a broken belt and was trying to grab my
own chicks all at the same time!
Anyways,
we get done after what feels like forever, get in the car, check my
phone, and...hubby needs some random plumbing part. * sigh * So I
drag the kids back in and they are completely out of the thing I
needed. * double sigh * Get back in the car, head to Menards and
hooray! they have what we need. Myka's still acting a fool, playing
with small plumbing parts and talking to anyone who will listen to
her as I'm trying to talk to my husband on the phone and make sure I
got the right thing. Oh. He needs two. Well, shit. I had the employee
grab the first one for me.
We
eventually make it home and I drop the kids off and offer to go get
pizza. (We live too far in the sticks for delivery. :( ) I pick up
the pizzas as well as some treats for myself (a new purse finally and
a bottle of wine!) and get home to find that NEITHER of the pizzas
were made correctly. -_- I know, I know. That's what I get for not
checking. I never remember to check. So my father in-law had to run
back to town to get them fixed.
So
here I am, writing this on Sunday. Today's been relatively
uneventful, thank God! I stayed up way too late and am a little
hungover, to be honest...enough to be annoyingly scatter-brained. I
haven't gotten nearly as much done on the computer as I would have
liked. Myka and I started on a new homeschool theme while Ripley took
a nap. Other than that I've been to keep Myka from killing the
chickens with love and keep both of them out of the way and out of
the hot mess in the bathroom! Whew!
How was your weekend? Did you have any crazy misadventures?
How was your weekend? Did you have any crazy misadventures?
Love the craziness! You are quite the cool mama for getting your daughter chickens. And do not fret about your 30's. Now that they are in my past, I can say that the 30's were the best decade I've had! #FabFridayPost
ReplyDeleteI hear lots of people say that, so I sure hope so! :) Thanks for stopping by.
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