i had a bad day

yep. that's what it was. i don't know any other way to put it.

the morning started out fine. wore the first thing i put on for church (this is a miracle in itself), got a cake delivered, and even got to church early! this was all after waking up late. YEA US!

church was great - brother john patterson did a good job (as always) in brother mark's absence. when we left church is when it started.

tommy wanted kfc. that's fine. but when we get there, the line is all wrapped up and NOT moving. so i say that i'll run in subway (which is right next door).

wrong move.

i was in line for at least 20 minutes. "it'll be worth it," i say to myself. then after a few minutes, i say to myself, "i've been here THIS long, i'm not leaving now!".

tommy wanted diet coke, he got diet coke.

i wanted sweet tea (and even got tea out of the "sweetened" jug thing), i got UNSWEET.

by the way - tommy and mary peyton were in the car the whole time. at least she fell asleep!

we get home and let mary peyton finish out her nap. then we head over to jenny and cory's to look at baby parker's room - which is awesome, by the way.

tommy had a deacon's meeting at 3:00, so mary peyton and i headed to the mall. we get in gap when it happens. she gets in a corner and won't come out. she waves me off when i try to get her. this means only one thing in our household. the bowels are active.

great.

and the other pull-ups are in the car.

that's just the icing on the cake.

so i take her in the bathroom and take the dirty pull-up off, clean her up, pay, and leave. yes - if you're putting 2 and 2 together, my child is leaving gap without anything covering her little tail.

we make it to the car where i put another pull-up on her (it's all i had), and we head back in to shop a little more.

we get our frappaccino, stuff for jessica spears, mary peyton some "lipstick" (lipgloss/chapstick), and walk around until time to go.

fast forward to about 6:30. tommy and i are in church and all is well.

then the pager goes off.

"mary peyton diarrhea".

great. so i get to treasureland (what we call our preschool area) and my child is in church clothes barefooted. she had dirtied everything she had on - dress, socks, and shoes.

and i had no way to get tommy. so i have julia page roseann who was sitting right behind tommy. "tommy purse" was what the page said. thank goodness he understood. he came out, gave me my purse and keys, and i headed with the pooper to target.

we find a cute enough outfit at target (not a lot of cold weather things left - the spring/summer stuff is already coming out!), socks, shoes, and diapers. tommy calls while we are in line to check out wanting to know what i want from mcalister's. i tell him i don't care - just order me something.

wrong. wrong. wrong.

when i finally get there (target only had 2 lanes open - and both were BACKED UP), he had gotten me a hickory melt and chips. what???? now, nothing against those of you who eat that. but i've been with tommy for 8 years (o.k. it will BE 8 years in april/may) and i have NEVER ordered a hickory melt - and certainly not chips!

always, always, always - i order TURKEY melts, chicken salad, or blt. and always with either potato salad or fruit cup. but NEVER hickory melt. something about it grosses me out. i don't know why, so don't ask.

so i didn't eat it. and there was no point in ordering something else when everybody else at our table was already eating.

so the whole thing with the hickory melt goes deeper than that - does tommy not know what to order me? i mean, i could order for him off of dang near any menu that you put in front of me, but he can't order from a simple place like mcalisters??? it kinda bothers me. o.k. it really bothers me.

so there's my day. the bad day. thanks to those 2 or 3 of you who have "weathered" the storm with me by reading this.

but, as annie says, "the sun will come out tomorrow!"