138
It was actually 137.5 yesterday but I had like a 800 calorie amaretto sour last night after the kids went to bed. Yesterday was bad.
It's been a long time since we've had such an awful day. It all started with crumbs in my bed. The kids had bags of Cheez-its upstairs during Tuesday's Cub Scout meeting so I'm guessing that's how they got there. So yesterday afternoon I finally remembered to pull off the sheets to wash them. When I went to the laundry room, Kelly had dumped the entire *new* box of Tide all over the floor and was spreading it everywhere. grrr... So I stripped her down and cleaned up the mess.
To then find her peeing on the family room floor. Bad puppy! Cleaned up that mess too. Since I was in such a great mood anyways I figured I might as well try to balance the checkbook. Which hasn't been balanced since we opened it in September. So you can imagine how fun that was.
The kids came home from school and Emily was in a mood. She asked "what's that word?" every other word on her reading assignment. She wouldn't sound anything out or would guess "best" for "both" and so forth. Pretty much she wanted me to do her homework for her and started screaming at me when I told her she could read it herself. Did I mention I was still trying to balance the checking account at this point?
I didn't have anything quick to make for dinner so I told the kids we'd go through a fast food place. Em and Ally took forever getting out the door and then began arguing over which carseat they wanted to sit it. grrr... And with 5 kids, there's five different opinions on where to eat. Arby's was the closest to Zach's ball field but no, they wanted Burger King or McDonald's way on the other end. This is the point where I told them they were "ungrateful little brats and some kids only have one meal of water and bread every day." Proud mommy moment there. *sigh*
Greg had to work late so I had to take all the kids to Zach's baseball game and the twins' soccer practice. Which were at 5:30 and 6pm. See the nice overlap there? I swear Greg and I discussed this and he said he did not want the kids alone without me at either place (obviously with another parent watching them). So we stayed at Zach's game until 6:30pm, he played 3 innings and batted a nice line drive but ended up being a forced out at 3rd. We loaded up in the van and drove over to soccer practice. Later Greg said he would have asked another parent to watch Zach if he had known I was going to pull him early. One of me, 5 of them, I'm doing the best I can here. The girls had already missed soccer practice last week because we were late getting back from DC so it seemed to me that missing one inning of Zach's game was worth half an hour of soccer practice.
And this is where it gets bad. (Or worse, maybe.) Zach was pouting because he had to leave his game and also because he didn't have his glove to play catch during soccer practice. Greg bought like half a dozen baseball bags so when I told Zach to grab his earlier, I just assumed his glove would be in there. He had borrowed one from another player for the game. (Greg had taken Zach's glove out for some reason and hadn't put it back.) Em and Ally had all their soccer gear thankfully since I had packed their bag after last week's "where's my shin guard? where's my cleats?" ten minutes before their game started.
So we're at the school and the girls were playing soccer to my right and Kyle and Kelly were playing at the playground on my left and Zach pouting beside me. All was fine and dandy for about 15 minutes until I noticed Emily sitting all crossed up (crossed arms over her chest, crossed legs on the ground) behind the goal. And she's crying about something. So I called the other kids over and went to see what was wrong with her. And she screamed at me "I'm not crying!" Um... I told her to calm down and she could go back out. And she screams at me again. So I pulled her off the field and took her several yards away and told her she was done for the night. Ally was doing well so I wanted to let her finish practice.
And then Kyle and Zach tormented Emily about being the "Whiny Queen" and she kicked Zach hard in the shin. All the parents are watching this and I just wanted to disappear. Practice was pretty much over so I grabbed Ally and we left with Emily wailing the entire way "I want to play soccer, I'm not crying!"
At home Em was first through the shower and she was sent straight to bed. I let the other kids go back downstairs after their showers to play except they wouldn't go back downstairs and decided they still had enough energy to run through the house yelling at each other. I don't think so! I sent them up to bed which pissed them all off and Kelly threw a fit and tore one of the boys posters off their wall and into pieces. I gritted my teeth, rubbed the pulsing vein in my temple, ignored my twitchy eyes, and reminded myself that I can't kill them because I wouldn't look good in prison issued orange jumpsuits.
Man, now I need another drink. Spring Break starts after the end of school today and Greg's working late tonight and will also be out of town this weekend. So I either need to find a lower calorie alcoholic beverage or sell the children to the gypsies.
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