Mome reads Mommy, My daughter's way to spell it when she was younger... It stuck. My son calls me Mome... just like it looks. I now sign all my notes to them "Love, Mome". It's our inside secret and makes them smile. I always want them to smile.

Friday, January 15, 2010

What are the Chances?

A friend called me yesterday to see if I wanted to go shopping. With "date night" fast approaching (it's tonight) I figured that buying something new to wear sounded like just the right thing. We headed to a couple consignment shops (one for us, and one for the kids) that are about a block apart. We hit the "mommy" shop first and I found the perfect pair of slacks and sweater for my big-night-out...$14...I'm worth it. My friend was still looking around but Puddin Pop needed to pee. We headed to the second shop and I told my friend to meet us there.

I was looking for some leotards for Puddin Pop. Why is it so hard to find long sleeve leotards. It's 30 degrees outside. I'm not taking her to dance class in a sleeveless leo. I'm having problems even finding short sleeves. So I'm looking through their collection and talking to the older (70's) lady behind the counter. She was telling me how the light "just fell out of the ceiling" the week before. She was also complaining about the uncomfortable office furniture and showed me a chair that the back had fallen off of. Poor thing.

I'm getting off track.

So my friend shows up and says we have to go in a few because her daughter called her and isn't feeling well and needs to be picked up from school. I swear, just as she finishes telling me this my phone rings. It's a number I don't recognize and when I answer I realize it's the nurse at Boog's school. I just start laughing. She says Boog is complaining of a stomach ache and has a slight fever and would like me to come get him? Really? What are the chances of that?. I bought the things I had in my hand and we left to go get our kids.

I should also mention that while I now have something to wear for date night, my friends daughter (who had to be picked up ) is our babysitter for this evening. I'm hoping she's feeling better and will know soon if she made it to school today (fingers crossed). If not, I thought I could borrow my In-laws electric fireplace and set up a romantic Dinner for Two after the kids go to bed. Wouldn't dinner in front of the fire be nice? I already have steaks thawing...just in case.

4 comments:

  1. LOL...not laughing cause you've got sick kids, but laughing at how typical motherhood is. You try to plan, but that always goes by the wayside when something with the kids happens. And you just never know when that's going to be.

    Sounds like date night will need to be rescheduled.

    Good buy on the outfit, by the way. I'm so Not a shopper, wouldn't have the patience to look for a good deal.

    Sandy

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  2. I hope you got to go out! That's so funny about the nurse's calling you guys at the same time!

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  3. I hope you got to go out! That's so funny about the nurse's calling you guys at the same time!

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  4. LOL...not laughing cause you've got sick kids, but laughing at how typical motherhood is. You try to plan, but that always goes by the wayside when something with the kids happens. And you just never know when that's going to be.

    Sounds like date night will need to be rescheduled.

    Good buy on the outfit, by the way. I'm so Not a shopper, wouldn't have the patience to look for a good deal.

    Sandy

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