Some Days Just Don't Go As Planned...

I sometimes have great plans in my head. Heck, who am I kidding. I always have great plans in my head. =o) But some days, things just don't work out like they are supposed to.

The night before Easter my daughter complained of an itchy head.  Mind you, I work in a school so immediately I got grossed out.  I took her into the bathroom and turned on the very bright light (it was 8:30 and she was supposed to be asleep by now).  I started looking though her hair and holy heck!  Head lice.  Oh my golly.  I remained calm like every Mom would (while inside totally freaking out that there were bugs on my daughter's head.)  But what do you do at 8:30 at night when your other child is sleeping?  So I put her to bed and then proceeded to freak out for the entire night.

Easter morning we woke up (I was already awake since I didn't sleep a single minute!) and we did our Easter thing (eggs, baskets, etc.)  Then, like every family across America... I said to my kids "now let's get dressed because we're going to Urgent Care so someone can look through Mommy's hair."  Oh yeah, happy Easter to us.

Yep, lice.  When the Doc told me that my daughter had lice I though "oh man."  But when she said that I did too... well, of course I burst into tears.  What in the heck.  But I shower!  Lice doesn't discriminate you know.

So our day went like this.... shower, shampoo hair, comb hair, pick nits, start laundry, think !@#$% this and go to the laundry mat so I can do huge loads of laundry at a time.  At 6pm we were finally done at the laundromat (mind you it cost me $55 just to do the stinkin' laundry!)  We were driving back home and the thought of having to vacuum the entire house, spray beds, couches, etc. and still wash all the clothes about made me barf.  Then my sweet daughter said to me "Mom, we haven't eaten.  Can we have some dinner when we get home?"  Well, crud.  I suck.

So... when life gives you lemons... we got home, threw the laundry in the garage, went through the McDonalds drive thru and checked into a hotel.  The kids said it was a pretty good day.  I thought it sucked.  I guess it's all about perspective, isn't it?

The next day we drove home, dreading what waited for us.  We did laundry and vacuumed and sprayed and all the other get rid of lice things you're supposed to do.  Then out of the corner of my eye I spot something move in the backyard.  "Oh great" I thought, "now what?"  I look and holy smokes, there's a bunny in our backyard.  A BUNNY!  I quickly called for my kids.

This is how we spent our evening.  At the dinner table my daughter said "best day ever, Mom."  I guess it really is in how you look at it.  It was an adventure!