Friday, August 12, 2011

Some Days.

Today started out with a bang and a scream.  Faye burst into our room with a big bruise right above her eye.  Evidently she and Keith had been running around, she tripped and hit her head.

Some days are just like that.

Jeffrey and I got into a little fight.  The good news we were expecting did not come.  I hate when we do that.  It always overshadows the rest of the day.

Sometimes things just go that way.

I made dinner at three o'clock.  We ate at five.  I was disappointed that there were still two hours until bed time.

Some days are just too long.

I made a blueberry pie for Jeffrey to make up with him.

It turned into soup.

The bottom crust didn't bake and was all gooey.

It spilled out of the pan and all over the oven.
Sometimes pie just doesn't set.

I am tired.  Not so much in body, but more so in spirit.

There is still half an hour before Faye's bedtime, and an hour before Keith's.

Some days shouldn't happen.

Rolls are baking in the oven.  Rolls that wouldn't rise, and have a slightly off taste.  I blame the yeast.

It seems everything I have done to make up with Jeffrey ended in a big flop.  Of course, he tells me it is the thought that counts, and he is thrilled with both the blueberry pie, and the rolls, but since most things I make turn out, I am more than slightly annoyed these didn't.

On a lighter note, last night when I went down to check on the kids before I went to bed, I found this:
In case you can't tell, Keith is wearing red fishnet stockings over his shorts.  He pulled them out of Faye's drawer.  Silly boy.  

Some days, a goofy boy is just what you need.

11 comments:

Emmy said...

So sorry for the bad day :( was the news about the job? And that picture is hilarious!

A Randomlicious Blog for the Soul said...

You know I've felt just like this the last few days. Just tired and needing a rest or vaca from the kids and family...I found myself needing a good girls night belly laughing time...of course I didn't get it, but one day I will!
Glad you have such a great son that can brighten your day. That's awesome!

Sue said...

I agree with Jeffrey's verdict on the pie!

And those fishnet stockings are hilarious.

=)

PS. Hope the coming week is a better one for you.

Jenny said...

I'm sorry Amy. Can I help? Do you want to sew? I can send you some fabric to make a little quilt.

Tell me what your husband does. I suspect this upset is related to the job issue.

Sending you a hug and a prayer!

Lara said...

It IS the thought that counts. I hate when days go that way, but the good news is that there is always tomorrow! :)

Francisca said...

I have those days (in fact I have those weeks)! But like you if I just slow down and catch my kids doing what they do, I realize nothing in life is that bad.

PS: Your bad baking still looks better than my good baking!

Terra said...

I know those days that never end despite your best efforts! Love the last photo - hilarious!

Lourie said...

Okay that picture serves two great purposes....a great laugh whenever you need one and blackmail much later. ;) hahahahaha.

What a day that was. Those are the kind where you lock yourself in your room with some chocolate, your computer and soft lights.

Em said...

Every day is like that in our house. Poor max has a lot of Brennan war wounds. It is sad.

* { Shannon } * said...

O.K.... Keith wearing those fish net stockings had me laughing SO HARD! It's so... "Marilyn Monroe!" ;) Love it. I'm sorry you had one of those days... I do appreciate the fact that you made mention of your fight with Jeffrey. It makes me glad to know that Bryan and I aren't the only ones who had those crazy-stupid fights!

Mom of 12 said...

I hear ya! But when you have such a cute little guy, everything works out ok in the end.
Sandy