I know that's not exactly how the song goes, it's actually "A very merry un-Birthday to me" from Alice in Wonderland but the post title seems more inappropriate for today. Yes, it's my birthday, the big 34, and it should be such a happy day but the kids think that the song, "It's my party and I'll cry if I want to" applies to them. I'm the one who should be crying today. Each one of them has thrown multiple fits, the older two are being bossy and grumpy and Matt is at work until later tonight. Oh happy day.
We went to Cracker Barrel for breakfast this morning for what is usually a great place to eat. Today they got my order wrong, but I decided to go ahead and eat it anyway and then Aimee got really grumpy and was throwing a fit so I took her out her seat and we went for a walk in the general store part of Cracker Barrel. I came back and my food was gone, turns out they were going to fix my order even though I told them I would just eat the original thing they brought. I'd ordered an Italian sausage skillet meal and was brought the ham one instead. Not a big deal, and it tasted fine. What they brought back was nasty and had lots of grease in the bottom and tons of gravy which I didn't like. I sound like such a whiner. It just wasn't turning out to be a very happy day and I'd not gotten much sleep the night before.
Then, after Matt went to work I thought it would be fun to go to the scrapbook store and found some things I really liked but had to put it all back because their credit/debit system was down. Happy birthday to me. And, then the girls were running around the store, being generally a pain and I'd had it so we came home. The car was making funny noises, too.
The good thing about today so far was a yummy fruit bouquet that my sister, Debbie, sent to me. I really need to call and thank her for saving my day. I'm sure I am just overreacting due to my lack of sleep and less-than-stellar day but her kindness sure helped me feel better. THANK YOU!!!!!!
Anyone else ever have a not-s0-happy birthday? I guess today is my turn. After the girls finish lunch I'm sending them all for naps and I think I'll take one, too. Aimee just won't stop crying and I don't know what's wrong with her today since she's typically a happy kid. Oh, and I asked Hailey and Sarah if they could be nice to me today and they kindly reassured me that they'll be nice to me on my NEXT birthday. So, at least I have that to look forward to. I was hoping for a day off from chores and cooking but instead I got a day at home with three grumpy kids, loads of laundry to fold and whatever else might come my way. I guess it could be worse. As Matt likes to tease me, I could have gout. Or swine flu.