Things don't always go our way

No worries - this isn't a lesson that I'm suddenly learning after 26 years. It's merely an observation at the end of a stressful several days. We were one of the unfortunate 205,000 people in Louisville who lost our power due to the ice storm. After 5 days of sleeping by a wood burning stove, allergies acting up from my parents cat, driving all over the city just to avoid cabin fever, emptying a refrigerator full of spoiled food for the second time in 4 months (extremely sickening), forgetting to put an extra sleeper in Bella's diaper bag only to have her pee all over herself while being changed and then having to sit through church naked and wrapped in a blanket (embarassing), etc. In short, it was wonderful to have family who would put us up in a warm place with warm food so that we didn't have to eat out constantly, but it definetely made for a stressful week having to run back and forth to our house daily to check on the power and get clothes for the next day.

Our power finally came back on last night. We were so glad just to be home and sleep in our on bed, even though most of our stuff was sitting in multiple grocery bags on the floor around us! I spent most of today grocery shopping, doing laundry and cleaning out the stinky refrigerator. I picked up Zeke and Yana at 7. When we got home, I got everything ready for dinner and threw some peanut butter cookies in the oven. My mom had made these really good peanut cookies and sent some home with us and before Jeff could eat any of them, I finished them off :) So I called her and got the recipe and made him some since I knew he was going to have a long day at work today. I missed him severely all day and was looking forward to him coming home.

Things don't always go our way.

I got a call at 7:45 from Jeff. He had a horrible migraine. He instructed me to open the toilet and put medicine and a glass of water on the sink. I heard him come in the door, go downstairs and proceed to barf his guts out. I hadn't eaten dinner, Bella was screaming to eat and Jeff was, well - sick.

So, I sit here, watching Jon & Kate Plus 8 (and glad I'm not them) and hating the fact that my on first night back in my own warm house with power, I am by myself. I have no point to any of this. I'm just having a pity party. And to top it off, I just remembered that there have been peanut butter cookies in the oven for 30 minutes :)