- In about 2 hours we’re heading to Atlanta for just a weekend away. We’ll start by going to Hop City for beer, as the market has changed drastically and I feel like even though we have Total Wine, we aren’t finding as many single cans that we haven’t had anymore. After, we’ll spend the rest of today in Decatur, then go into Atlanta proper tomorrow for brunch then other breweries we like. Halfway Crooks, here we come! I’m excited to get out of town; feels like it’s been too long.
- Thursday was weird; I wasn’t nearly as productive as Wednesday when I: did two loads of laundry, swept floors, rode 10 miles, reorganized one kitchen drawer and the pantry, trimmed a tree, repotted my aloe, made a big dinner, took and picked up my daughter from church, and walked 2 miles! I was so exhausted too. But Thursday, I rode the bike right after my daughter left for school, did 10 mins in the sauna, and showered. I did a bit of work work, then ran to the store. After eating a mid-morning bacon and egg sandwich, I felt tired. But I managed to rally; got up and made the sauce for a lasagna for the kids.
- Get this: knowing I have made this mistake before, I made a specific point to zone in on “crushed tomatoes” at the store. I was laser focused so I’d get the right can. It’s afternoon, I’m browning the meat and then the garlic, and I open my cans for the sauce. And wouldn’t you know: I still got the wrong can! I have been so dang brain foggy! I am telling you; 46 is fast approaching and my body cannot keep up.
- But then, oh then! I called the car place to see if my son’s vehicle was indeed going to be ready. At 2, they said it was completed, washed, and going in for “the scan”, which checks for all electrical dash lights functioning, etc. They said hour, hour and a half. So at 3:15, Ell and I leave so I can put gas in the rental and then go to the shop. And we waited and we sat, and we waited some more, because the ABS light kept coming on. So they attempted to recalibrate without success. At one point they said they’d have to get a third party in and sent us away. A mere two intersections down the road, they called and said they got it! This was after my son lost his ass on it and I yelled at him and it was a mess. But it worked. We cut it close though! I then took the rental back – he followed – and I got home just in time to snag my son for soccer, then on my way back, grabbed my husband and daughter for her band concert. I never even got to eat before! It was a long afternoon but now, all has been set right.
- Ok moms, let me know if you think I’m making too big of a deal out of this but I feel sort of affronted. My daughter made friends with a girl at school who goes to the Baptist church about 3 mins from the house. Since I didn’t push any specific religion on my kids, I am ok if they want to explore church. Anyway, last week they met there but this week, she said her friend’s mom couldn’t take her so she asked if I wouldn’t mind driving her. I said of course; her friend only lives about 6 mins from the church. Anyway, during the service, I get a text from my daughter basically saying her friend told her mom she is hungry so her mom suggested she ask me if I could take her to a drive-thru after the service…which ends at 8:30. For one, I don’t know this mom. For two, that mom should have fed her kid prior to church. Thirdly, I cannot believe a mom would assume another mom would a. eat fast food and b. that late at night. I was pretty mad about it. Of course I said no. Which, you know, it all turned out fine in the end but I feel sort of annoyed by the whole thing. It was just so assumptive of her to even tell her kid to ask. Then I realized that this mom fits into the Millennial category and it all made sense: they have no idea what they’re doing and they spoil their kids endlessly. OK, not all. But it’s kind of a thing for that generation, isn’t it? I don’t know; I’m sure I will let it go eventually but it seems to be nagging at me. Anyway, peace out folks!
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What? I’m with you on the get-my-kid-drive-through at 8:30 (or whenever)! What a strange request.
Have fun in Atlanta!