I give up :)

Today is one of those days...although if you are my poor husband, then I don't need to tell YOU that now do I?  My phone is broken AGAIN. Go figure. Who would have thought that a "Go-Phone" wouldn't last very long. You can call me, I can hear you saying "Hello, Hello..can you hear me? Hello." but you can't hear me saying "Yes, I can hear you, but my phone is broken. Sorry." CLICK. It broke on Sunday right before we left Kingwood....which is a whole different sob story itself. We made the mistake of NOT leaving first thing in the morning. So I eventually had to eat something because it was noon and I was starving. I should have just starved. It took us 6 hours to get from Kingwood to Rockwall (not a 6 hour drive on a normal basis). Jared had to pull over about 6 times so that I could throw my life up in a parking lot, a hill made of rocks, a different parking lot, a dirt road, and a sonic cup. I begged him to leave me in the Walmart parking lot in Huntsville. I said I can't do it, I can't be in the car anymore, I am for sure dying. If you haven't figured it out yet, I get horribly car sick while pregnant. I honestly thought i needed to be checked into a hospital. I spent the entire ride with my head in my own lap trying to forget that the car was moving. Eating a disgusting ginger snap....while chugging anti-nausea medicine every 15 minutes (not to exceed an hour...so that didn't help me). It was by far the worst trip of my life. I don't know how to describe it to you other than take the worst case of food poisoning, or the stomach flu, that you have ever had and then go hop into a car for 6 hours. the whole time I hear freaking Dora the Explorer in the back seat and every time I start to cry again sweet baby Jared says "Mommy, what happened? You bout to throw up? You sick? What happened?" Then Jared saying "It's okay Jared, leave mommy alone, she doesn't feel good, she can't talk". So sad. ANYWAYS, that was two days ago and I am just now feeling right again. Back to my bad day. I'm sick of not being able to call my husband because my phone is a peice of junk...or anyone else for that matter. And poor Wylee just would NOT take a nap this morning! I have blankets to finish by Christmas with a massive case of tendonitis hanging over my head and sweet Wylee just crying at the pedal of my sewing machine. After arguing with jared via yahoo chat about my phone...I walk into the living room to find an ENTIRE bag of pop corn smashed all over the living room floor. All over it. I asked Jared what happened and he said he spilled. I said why didn't you clean it up? He said he just couldn't. I said so you decided to dance all over it instead? And he said "yes." SO I vacuumed that up for the next 25 minutes while Wylee just screamed in her room for me to come get her out of jail. Let me back up a little bit....while at Peyton's funeral on Saturday baby Jared took a lovely spill down the stairs out front. It bruised almost instantly but that was it. This morning however there is a nice substance oozing out of the corner of his eye....like he has a blocked tear duct. AWESOME. Dr. Dad is going to take a look at it when he gets home. I feel so bad for him. Anyways, so I keep looking at Jared's eye today and thinking, wow that looks gross, and it came out of nowhere. BUT ALAS! It is 2:39 and both kids are finally napping...and at the same time. I said it once and I will say it again...it is a Christmas miracle! For now anyways. So after this post is finished I will be hopefully finishing one blanket at least and getting a few presents wrapped and under the tree, maybe even getting a SHOWER in at some point (would I be so lucky?)....assuming no one is going to open them when they wake up. We'll see.

P.S. Where is the spell check on this new post editor!?!?! I need it!