پاکستان میں Mostbet com ویب سائٹ ملاحظہ کریں، اور آپ یقینی طور پر کھیلوں پر شرط لگانے یا آن لائن کیسینو میں کھیلنے کے لیے یہاں واپس آنا چاہیں گے۔ کھیلوں کے شائقین کو ایونٹس کے ایک بڑے انتخاب، مختلف پروموشنز اور بونسز، مفت بیٹس، مفت گھماؤ اور زیادہ مشکلات تک رسائی حاصل ہے۔ اور کھیل کو مزید آسان بنانے کے لیے، ہم نے ایک موبائل ایپلیکیشن تیار کی ہے جسے آپ آسانی سے اپنے فون پر انسٹال کر سکتے ہیں۔

Veteran’s Day Debacle – ‘Mom of the Year’ goes to me.

Veterans Day

Ok, so this happened. On Monday morning I drove to the gym, put Ana in the childcare, and went to my spin class. It was a great workout (thanks Jeannie)!

Afterwards, I plopped myself down in the lobby to rest and catch up on some email. As I sat there, I heard my stomach rumble; boy was I hungry!  I headed over to the cafe to buy a late breakfast, sadly they were closed to prep for lunch. Ugh. So I had to drive all the way home to make my own damn eggs. How annoying.

When I walked in the house I saw Brian standing at the stove making…eggs. mmm.

Him: “Hi Ladies!”

Me: “It’s just me”

Him: “Where’s Ana?”

Me: “She’s at school, duh!”

Him: “Um, it’s Veteran’s Day. She doesn’t have school today.  Really, where is she?”

OH HOLY DAMN SHIT!

Suddenly my brain started twisting and spiraling like I had walked into a parallel universe, a universe where up was down and Adam Levine was ugly. Confusion…denial…realization…

So I did what any mediocre mother would do (after contemplating making breakfast anyway), l nervously laughed and slowly backed out of the door while saying “I’ll be right back” in a sing-song voice.

As I shut the car door I heard him yell “Are they going to charge us for this?”

Mom Shaming

When I returned home with her, Brian wanted to know how this could have happened.  I think he was trying to assess if I was losing my mind.  I spent the next ten minutes retracing my thought process.  I think it went like this:

-remember, Ana’s in childcare

-Collin has school but Ana doesn’t

-Collin has school

-has school

-school

-my ass hurts

-I need to go to the grocery store

-I should go before Ana gets out of school.

And BAM!!!  Kid forgotten. It’s just that easy, America.  I need to start writing notes on my body, or tucking a notepad under my boob.

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