Tuesday, January 13, 2009

How do i even survive!?



Yesterday was a pretty fun day. I went to Costco with Kim and then we met Susanne at the park. Zeke LOVED the swings! I LOVE Macaroni Grill and Kim had a gift card that work there and a few other places. I told her to give me a call when she decided to go because the chicken florentine is one of my favorite things in the world. Pretty much as soon as we got home from the park, she called to let me know that her Father in law was coming to watch her kids, and we were going out! I'm doing weight watchers and I had like 15 points left for the day, so I went online and calculated that I could eat half a chicken florentine and half a loaf of bread. Which is a ton! I knew I was golden. And this is where my day turns bad.

We google mapped the nearest Macaroni Grill. We found one at Arden. Not far. The other two are in Roseville and then Elk Grove. Both about a 20 minute drive, but it's 6pm which means traffic would be HORRENDOUS. Well, in my search for nutritional information, I noticed that the Arden one wasn't listed on the actual website. So when we got in the truck, I called, and the number had been disconnected. Sucky! We live on the apex of I-80 and I-5, and either alternative was either direction, so I had to call my friends super fast and figure out where to go, and Josiah was driving in circles wondering which on ramp to get on, and he was already annoyed about the key incident (details to follow...) and instead we decided to go to Chili's. Not my very favorite place.

So before we even left the house we were going to take the Jetta. We have my set of keys, and then a replacement key. Josiah keeps the back-up in his nightstand, but a couple of days ago I took the initiative to replace the batteries in the clickers. The batteries came in a two pack, so I just replaced both keys. And I didn't put the back-up key back. So we're searching for like 15 minutes, and I'm feeling like a total jack-a because I can't find EITHER KEY!!! So we take the truck.

Then we have Chili's. Zeke pulls josiah's ENTIRE Diet coke onto my lap. Thanks Zeke. and then I pay. We go to a new yogurt place called Yo Go's. Self Serve and DELICIOUS. It has fresh chopped fruits and berries along with EVERY candy topping ever invented. Kristin, it's like yog yog quality but really close to my house. Next time you come, we're eating lunch there. But I paid cash there because I had a bunch of cash.

Then I go to the Gym and I can't find my card in my wallet because I had used my membership number online. Then on the way home from the gym it's past 10 and I HAVE to stop at the store for some essentials. I go to pay, and I DON'T HAVE MY DEBIT CARD! I must have left it in my jeans. And, they don't take my checks because they still have a Boise Address. LAME. So I have enough cash for like half of the stuff I wanted.

So needless to say when I got home from the Gym I was FRAZZLED. My debit card wasn't in my jeans, so I called Chili's and it is there. I have to go pick it up. And that's right next door to Yo Go's so I might need another. I put my gym card back in my wallet, and I got it a little sheath thing for the gym so I don't lose it. Josiah found the missing back up key on top of his night stand. Not where it goes, but come on, I was CLOSE!
Here's the good part. I made a new year's resolution to be more spiritual. I'm not very. I decided to just try to pray daily, and go back to reading scriptures with Josiah. I'm MAKING IT HAPPEN! I even set a calender appointment in my phone so it reminds me daily. So, we lay down to read scriptures but first I say the prayer. I say all the regular stuff, and I also bless us to find my keys. I have been a long advocate of praying for lost stuff. I guess I lose stuff a lot. But I remember praying when I was like 6 to find a lost remote, and praying to find lost shoes in the morning whilst trying to catch the bus and what not. I really have faith in the power of prayer to find lost stuff. So I pray to find my lost keys. We read our scriptures and we even read two sections because they were short. We're serious over-achievers. After we finish, I get up to get up to get ready for bed. At this point I have torn my house apart to find my keys. I've looked in the fridge and cupboards. As I was getting ready for bed, I had a clear as day revelation. When I got home from Church yesterday, I did the responsible thing and walked straight to my closet and took off my shoes, and hung up my dress. But I had my keys in my hand, and I had to set them down to hang my dress. So I walked into my closet, and there they were on the shelf! My shirts totally cover the shelf, so I NEVER would have found them! So my blessings for being more spiritual have already begun! Yeah, I'm in it for the blessings.
Now it's a new day, and Lindsey is coming to visit from Petaluma! YAY! and Zeke just fed himself his whole bottle in his swing behind me. How cute is that. Oh yeah, I quit nursing. It just wasn't working. I gave it the old college try, but now that I've stopped, I'm so relieved. Now I can lose some weight!


5 comments:

IronLawGirl said...

Oh, Yog yog! Now I'm going to have to go to get some yogurt today. Also, good job still doing weight watchers! You're going to turn into a skinny B!!! ;)

kelsey said...

i don't even know what to comment on, except i'm sad that you quit nursing... and that's what helped me lose the weight! i don't know what your talking about, them little suckers melt the fat right off, taking all your calories!!!
i'm sorry you were so frazzled! ha. i am just picturing you running to and fro like a crazy woman. love it.

Ashley Gilbert said...

Holy crap I am already loosing stuff and I don't even do as much as you do in a days time...and I have never prayed to find my keys... Maybe I should try that next time. Ha. :). Thanks that was fun to read!

Jacqui said...

I lost my keys at Home Depot last week, but I could get into my car because I forgot to lock it, I just couldn't drive. I remembered dropping my keys into my diaper bag, but I had dumped everything out and put it back in three times with no luck. The baby was starting to make noises from the infant carrier, and at this point I'm just repeating, "Crying doesn't help... crying doesn't help..." I feel like a dork, but after 20 minutes I finally say a prayer. I put my hand back in the bag and it slides into a secret compartment I didn't even know about and I grab my keys.

Anonymous said...

Oh my goodness. *sniff sniff* I feel like I'm at Testimony Meeting. Thanks for sharing your stories. Your auntie thinks you are both such awesome women and mothers.

But then I never, NEVER doubted...

my love to you