Well, we're up and at 'er . . . . . grrrrrrrrrrr!
No one is ever ready to bid farewell to a wonderful week off, but throw Daylight Savings Time in there, and you've got yourself one apocalyptic meltdown on your hands. Zoe's began last night, as she was frantically trying to remember how one gets ready for the school week. There was volleyball gear to find and pack, there was a speech she had to polish and try to memorise, and most importantly, there was the first-day-back-to-school outfit to lay out . . . eeek! I didn't think it was ever going to come together, but she managed it, and we all got some sleep.
But now I sit here and wait for the BIG one. The meltdown to end all meltdowns, and the source of this meltdown will be none other than this guy:
Sure, he looks peaceful here: just a boy, his knife and a stick, but trust me, today will be anything but peaceful. And I'm scared!
Being able to send photos via text message is the best thing ever and it saved both Mr. Level-Headed and I from having our teenage daughter disown us. The salespeople were laughing at us because we kept taking pictures of things we would find, texting them to Baby Girl, and waiting for her reply. Can someone please tell her that she has the best parents ever? And the best part about our shopping adventure was finding a pair of volleyball sneakers she liked for only $23. Like I said, this trip was perfect!
And to top it all off, if I don't make it through today, at least I will die knowing that I am a published author. How cool, insane, incredibly awesome, but oh-so very strange is that! If you haven't checked out my article, you can read it here.
It's crazy where this thing called life will lead you if you just relax and enjoy the ride!
Anyhoo . . .
Happy Monday, and I really hope to be back at it tomorrow.
pray for me!