Bad Things Come in 3's.... whatever!

Friday - I had a crappy day at work.  Two of my afternoon classes really test my patience... I mean REALLY test them.  Friday was the last straw.  As they walked out the room, I had a big smile on face and told them I was riding my broom to work on Monday. Some of them got it, some of them didn't.  I was so exhausted from them, I couldn't even satisfy myself by thinking of sweet revenge like tons and tons of notes and worksheets.  All I wanted to do on Friday was to go pick my baby up, drive home, curl up, and wish the world away.  Of course, that wasn't about to happen, but what did happen ended up being a good thing.  When I arrived at Joy's, Jim & Marcy were there so we called JM and told him to pick up the pizzas we ordered.  Grandpa Ben and Grandma Bonnie were at Joy's too so it was nice to sit around and chit chat and laugh to take my mind off of the bad day.  To make it even better, Samantha had another good day which meant that she had a WONDERFUL week of great sleeping and eating and no screaming fits.  YES YES YES.  Finally!
Also on Friday, Samee Jo turned 6 months.  Wow, really?  A half of a year is gone already?  Amazing really.  I had a family member tell me that when her son was a baby, they were told that 6 months is usually a light switch and they start sleeping.  Well, I'm a believer! 

Saturday was our 2nd home Illini football game.  JM's work is going through some GIGANTIC personnel changes. I mean some major shake-ups.  Not that JM's job or the West Union plant is involved, but it was (still is) kind of stressful because the uncertainty.  That and you never know if people will start "slinging mud".  Anyways.. JM was called into a meeting with the owners of the company along with the other managers at 7 a.m. that morning.  Well, the game started at 11 and I really wanted to leave around 8 so we could get to Champaign around 9, eat a Merry Ann's Diner, drop Sam off and still have time to get good parking.  We didn't leave until 8:30 or maybe closer to 9.  We ended up timing it just right.  We gave Samantha to Uncle Paul & Aunt Kay and then made a decision to not park in the Research Park area but try to park out on Neil street somewhere in hopes that we didn't have to walk to far.  Success.  We ended up walking maybe 3-4 blocks instead of the mile (I have no idea if it was that far, but I bet it was pretty close) like last time.  We even had time to stop and buy little bleacher seats so that our poor behinds didn't hate us after the 2nd quarter. We found our seats with a few minutes to spare before the opening ceremonies started.

The game was great.  I love the young couple who sit behind us.  They have a son, Alex, that is 16 months so we chit-chat a lot.  That and the husband is a Purdue Alum and well, JM wishes he had gone to Purdue.  It's kind of a legacy thing for him, but he wouldn't have met me so I think it ended well.  After the game was over we picked Samantha up - she did GREAT - and then we did some shopping at Sam's.  For what I spent at Sam's, I hope I don't have to shop again for another 2 months!  To make it worse, they didn't have everything I needed, so I still had to go to the regular grocery store on Sunday.  YIKES
It was probably 5 o'clock before we got home, so we enjoyed a quiet evening around the house.

Sunday we woke up and ate breakfast at the Pit Stop here in town.  The lady that was waitressing took Samantha from us while we ate.  It was SO nice!  I love living in this small town.  Samantha spent the time cooing and smiling at her.  And of course the food was great!  Soon we headed into town where I gave more money to Wal-Mart.  JM and I made the mistake of going down the toy aisle.  Samantha came out in great shape - tons of new food to try and a few toys.
Mom and Dad came up that evening and we had the pork chops that I had cut off of the pork loin we bought at Sam's.  JM and I went out and dug up a few sweet potato plants just so we could have them for supper. YUM YUM YUM.  I LOVE sweet potatoes and so does Miss Samantha! Mom was holding Samantha after supper and I gave mom her Nubby cup (sippy-cup) to try.  I've been trying it everyday.  Usually Samantha just bites on the "spout" of it, let's her mouth fill up, yank her head away, and then let the liquid roll out.  She likes the spout b/c it's cold so she sometimes just bites at it.  However, with Mom she started sucking it down.  I think the sweet potatoes from my plate and made her thirsty.    Mom had also fed Samantha before we had our dinner.  I had mom try the Applesauce and Ham and Samantha LOVED it!  This was her first meat and it was a success.  We also tried the sweet peas, and they weren't so much of a hit.  Just a few spoonfuls was all she was going to tolerate of that stuff!

Monday.  There was more shake-ups going on at JM's work.  Things were starting to look like they weren't going to end up like everyone had envisioned so that was stressful.  I had taken off the afternoon so I could take Samantha to her 6 month checkup.  When I went to pick her up, I went in the back way b/c Joy had a group doing a meeting in the front dining room.  Well, when I went to leave I stepped over the low gate (like we always do - I worry about the dogs accidentally getting out).  My right leg went over find and I set Samantha's car seat down beside my right leg but kept my hand on it.  When I brought my left leg over, the hem of my capri's must have caught the decorative tine on the gate but I didn't notice it.  So when I went to take a step toward the truck, my left leg stayed put but my body didn't.  I kind of fell in slow-mo.  Samantha's car seat was still on the ground, but I didn't release it from my grip in enough time so as I fell I rolled her car seat over so that she ended up looking at the ground.  I had to laugh b/c she was holding on to the edges, her eyes were squinted, and her lips were smushed together.  She never cried or really acted scared but just kind of had that "whoa" look in her eyes.  I banged up my knee and lader on my hip has really started to hurt.

The appointment went ok.  I think I'm going to change doctors though.  I'll stay in the same office, just change doctors.  More about that later.  The shots weren't really administered well, we were there for over an hour, AND all the sick kids were there by the time we were done.  So much for keeping well babies from the sick ones, huh?
That night I got home and knocked a knife off the counter and it cut my leg as it fell.

Tuesday - more of JM's work stuff starts getting worse.  Rumors flying, promises and changes not coming through, etc.  All this equals more stress.  Enough that we started doubting alot of the securities.  That
I had to pump in another room at lunch, b/c for some reason, the in-school kid was in Alison's room.  Alison has two different partition walls that I put up and pump behind while a couple of us gals sit and chat.  So I went to Deb's room, b/c it is the most private of rooms and no one goes in there, unlike my room.  Well, I was being really careful around her desk, trying not to spill or drip.  As I look up to scan her desk and counter for a Kleenex I drop one of the bottles. It lands on the floor, but perfectly straight up as if I set it there.  However, this caused the milk to splash straight up... on my face (probably in my hair), on my pant legs, all over the outside of the pumping bag, the underside of her desk and on the floor.  Not to mention my 4 ounces or so was decreased to a little more than one.  I just wanted to scream out the F-word.  Not that it would have helped the situation and it may not have made me feel better, but who knows.  All that work, just to be spilled all over the floor. *sigh*
This evening, JM had another meeting and found out that a lot of things were rumors and that he is actually in a very good place and while things haven't happened according to plan  I think everything is going to be o.k.   He at least is in a lot better of a mood, so that makes me happy!

This week is going to be pretty busy.  Wednesday I have to take kids to the District Forestry CDE in Monticello and then Thursday night is LTS in Georgetown.  JM is going to have to be Mr. Mom for a couple of nights.  I just hope that he is able to take the evening off to do it!

I'm not sure how many "bad"/misfortunate things were in there, but way more than 3.  Are we done yet?

Here's to hoping tomorrow is a better day!  The Lord  doesn't give us more than we can handle, but quite frankly I'm tired of "handling" issues.  I want a nice smooth quick work week, so I can spend another relaxing weekend with my husband and baby.