semi-coherent ramblings and such....

I hate those days when you just know that you should have stayed in bed because it's only going to get worse as the day progresses. It was one of those days. I would have stayed in bed but my suddenly less than cherubic one year old decided to herald the morning by throwing up all over the sheets. The rest of the day was pretty much the same. Lexi spend most of the day crying, only being consoled by nursing. Normally this isn't a problem, but when your digestive system has turned into Mt. Vesuvius it's not so pleasant. Then to top of the day, as I was walking into Safeway to pick up some much needed groceries some little kid (who shall henceforth be referred to as the spawn-child) pointed directly at me, turned to her brother and said "See that lady....she's ugly!!" I kid you not. WTF?? Who says things like that??!! Maybe I really should have stayed in bed.