Sunday, February 28, 2010

Wonderful and Not So Wonderful

Today was a wonderful and not so wonderful sort of day day.

Going to church: Wonderful.

Going alone: Not so much.

Finding a dress I've been eyeballing at Target on the 50% off clearance rack: Wonderful

Officer Hottie thinking it makes me look "not as skinny" as I really am: Ugh.

Having a Mexican themed baby shower for two of my cousins: Wonderful.

Having three glasses of sangria: Wonderful.

Having home made flan and fried ice cream: Wonderful. And more wonderful.

My children (mostly) behaving during a baby shower: Wonderful.

My eldest son spiking a 106.2° fever during the baby shower: Not the highlight of my day.

Having three glasses of sangria: Now, with the prospect of needing to take my son to the ER, not so wonderful.

Hottie being able to leave work as soon as I talked to him: Wonderful.

Hottie not answering his cell phone or work phone for 40 minutes: Grrrr.

Knowing that if I really need to get ahold of him I just have to dial 9-1-1: Wonderful.

Being at a family baby shower and surrounded by other mothers and my loved ones: Wonderful.

Snuggle's fever coming down quickly with the help of ibuprofen: Wonderful.

The pediatrician taking two hours to call me back: Not so wonderful.

The pediatrician getting back to me at all: Wonderful.

So, if I'm keeping count correctly, I have 12 Wonderful's and only 5 Not So Wonderful's, so the Wonderful's will win this one.

My baby is going to be ok, although I'm taking him in tomorrow since a fever that high is not ok. At all. He smiled when I told him he would have to miss school. Little stinker.

Oh, and if you've never been to a Mexican themed baby shower, you should. It all started because the preggies wanted Mexican food and it evolved from there. Enchiladas, crispy burritos, guacamole, pico de gallo, Sangria (I think I mentioned that before), virgin margaritas, flan and fried ice cream ... and of course, a piƱata. Other than my panic at my son's fever, it was a great party. I've got a pretty awesome family.


6 comments:

Sister Copinherhair said...

I get that "grrr" feeling too when I can't get a hold of Indubitably. Usually a text with a bunch of question marks will get his attention. Or I just start having a one sided text conversation...

Maybe next time I will text him, "Should I call 9-1-1?"

Glad your baby is okay. Mine is home from school with a stomach thing. Yuck.

April E. :) said...

oh the mexican theme looks FUN!!! the 106 fever...NOT so much!

Deputy's Wife said...

I freak when I can't get a hold of Hubs for a long period of time. 40 mins would be considered a long period time, too. A Mexican themed baby shower sounds amazing! Who was it for? When my time comes, will you throw me one, pretty please? :)

Confessions From A Working Mom said...

It's been FOREVER since I've had sangria-- ooooh, that sounds so good!

I saw your blog mentioned over at Mrs. Fuzz, and had to come say hi. My hubby is a Sheriff's Deputy, so a lot of what you wrote about really resonated.

Oh, and I agree-- going to church alone is the WORST.

~Elizabeth
Confessions From A Working Mom

Momma Fargo said...

Since you found me...I came snooping over here. That's what cops do...LOL! Love your blog!

CM said...

Flan AND fried ice cream, are you SERIOUS!!! Delish!