WARNING: Feel free to skip this post entirely if you don't want to listen to me complain and rant about my stressful week. :)
So...to fill you in...if you didn't leave already...
Mother's Day - we took a little day trip to the Redwoods National Park and had a picnic lunch by the beach and took a little hike (which was impromptu and led by our VERY active 1 1/2 year old...). We finished the night off by getting engaged, and having a nice candlelit homemade dinner. That's right! We got ENGAGED! :) He couldn't have planned it better being that it happened on Mother's Day <3
Threw a 60th Surprise Birthday Party for my AMAZING Mom - this was a few months in the works, and it was planned by me and my mom's best friend. The trick for this party is that I live a 12 hour drive away from my mom, and I was going to surprise her by being in OC with my son for the party! (Cue: lots of white lies, gas station pit stops, and temper tantrums by said son.)
After this party, my crazy eventful 2 week "vacation" without my fiance (SO WEIRD to say that word!) began...lots of late nights, early mornings, temper tantrums, and exhausted mom/Grandma/Great Grandma/Grandpa later...we survived and returned back home to our little casa in the mountains.
Did I mention my crazy eventful 2 weeks? Oh yeah. Let me begin with my car. Decided it was time for new tires, but what did I know? I'm just a GIRL...so I made the appointment and took my car in to get spiffy new tires. Picked up my car, drove it home, and noticed a MASSIVE crack in the windshield. GRRRRUMPH. Because of the Memorial Day weekend, the tire store had (conveniently) closed, and I couldn't reach my car insurance company due to the holiday. Meanwhile, I had noticed a mole on my chest that had suddenly changed. (Note: I am EXTREMELY fair skinned, have reddish hair, freckles, and my dad had melanoma about a year ago.) I was able to get an appointment with my mom's dermatologist only because someone had canceled (THANK YOU PERSON!)...after lots of tears and freak outs (probably due to my crazy pregnancy hormones) I found out that all my moles were good, for now.
So back to the car...eventually I noticed the tires looked TINY on my SUV, and I thought they'd put the wrong size on...had to make ANOTHER appointment to get them checked out only to find that no, they were not the wrong size, and I could have just checked the owner's manual for the size and compared it to the size that is printed on the tires. (Well, I'm a girl, DUH!)
Back to the windshield - was able to make an appointment to have someone come to me to replace the windshield (and by this time, the crack had almost tripled in size and my entire windshield was in danger of shattering at any second). I waited patiently for the nice man to come on my appointment day, and when he showed up, what did I hear?! Just that he didn't have the right size windshield, and would have to return the next day between 8AM AND 5PM!? What?! In the midst of all this, my son developed a fever (which he's NEVER had), I had a POUNDING headache, and my fiance and I were in the middle of a crazy irrational "disagreement" with his parents because we had informed them we were planning to move back to Southern California prior to the arrival of our second baby! Talk about STRESS OVERLOAD.
So...car fixed. Fever & headache gone. Had a fun day at the park with my son and my dad - until some kid ran into me with his skateboard and tore the skin off my left heel! (Shoutout thanks to the kids that informed the skateboarder that there is NO SKATEBOARDS ALLOWED at this particular park...good lookin' out!) :)
Next, spent a day with my mom and drove about 1.5 hours to the apartment complex we are looking to move to...only to have the leasing office be CLOSED. For NO REASON! GRRRR. (I guess I'll give myself a tour of the complex, thankyouverymuch.)
Ended up having to cut my trip short because I realized I had scheduled my doctor's appointment the same day I was supposed to return home...tried to complete a charity walk with my son, only to have him decide that that was the morning he would want to sleep in and be cranky once I woke him up to go walk! We got about 500 feet before having to quit... embarassing, much?!
OK...seriously, that was a pathetic post. But I HAD to get it out! So many more things went wrong this past week, it started to become comical. Among them, I broke my toe with a baguette (Yes, the bread), I had to pay for a night at the hotel I was staying at that I didn't even use, I drove 20 minutes out of my way to get food I was craving - and the restaurant was closed for construction. BOO.
It probably doesn't sound like it, but there was LOTS of good times with family and friends!
Alrighty...moving along to happier and better posts... :)
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