I’m an avid blog consumer and live in the blog world a little bit every day. I love seeing what people are up to and where they’ve been. Lately it’s been all about spring break fun.
Us? we had spring break suckage.
And if you’ll remember from my previous post, I SAID WE WERE DONE WITH SUCKAGE!
It began the day before Easter, Marco and I had plans for a night out to celebrate the birthday of one of my very favorite people. I was in the bathroom, trying to get beautiful, using the curling iron. When I use the curling iron, I’m always careful with keeping the doors shut so no babies accidentally pull the cord down and we end up in the ER.
Of course, mom disappears, and suddenly it’s, “where’d mom go?” One after another, big kid then next biggest kid, and maybe Marco had come into the room to look for me and at some point, the door stayed open and in walked Sarita. “Hello!” (she often walks into a room with a boisterous greeting.)
Grrr! Can’t even get a few minutes to myself, why can’t they shut the door, these kids, GRRR! I mad-mom walked out of the bathroom and BAM! hit my pinky toe on the foot of the bed!
I probably should have gone to the ER but I was determined to still enjoy my night. I know what to do for broken toes, so I taped it up and went! By the next day, my foot was a pretty festive Easter egg purple and I made Marco search our garage for the Boot from a previous toe fracturing incident.
I finally got it x-rayed earlier this week, and it’s a clean break right through the bone. My podiatrist complimented my taping skills and said to rest my foot and take it easy. So, no March of Dimes walk? He said absolutely not. I’ve been walking every year since 2009. Sad Lex.
One day into Spring Break, Gabi came down with a fever.
Two days into Spring Break, Isa came down with a sore throat and stuffy nose. Head cold followed that.
By the fourth day, the twins were sneezing and noses running.
By the weekend, Gabi had visited the dr and been diagnosed with an evil virus and has been quarantined all week, extending her week off into this week. She’s enjoyed the room service and getting her medication. We have to grind up her pills and put it in pudding, yogurt, milkshakes. Yes, that part she loved. But she’s missing her friends and wanting to go back to school.
Oh, and somewhere along the way, there was PMS. ahem.
A friend of Marco’s gave us tickets to the home opener for the Angels. He was beyond excited.
But wouldn’t you know it? The day before the game, Marco broke a filling. The morning of the game, he ended up at the dentist getting an emergency root canal. But that wasn’t going to stop him!
We had a great time, and I am glad I was able to wear a regular shoe and make a slow walk from the car to the stadium. I knew my foot would hurt later, but I was willing to do it. (He’d do it for me and a Dodger game!)
All was great, the Angels had taken the lead. But Marco’s mouth was throbbing and the motrin had worn off. And I needed to wake up the next morning early for work and the game was running long. So, we left.
We got to the car in time to hear the radio announcer say the Angel’s lost the lead. Bummer! Then, we started to drive off and realized our tire was flat!
Our car has “stow-n-go” seating which means they put the spare tire under the car and we couldn’t figure out how to get to it because the manual was hardly descriptive. We called roadside assistance. It was 10:19 pm. An hour wait.
An hour later? We were still waiting. I called again, a few times. Tweeted. After another 50 minutes, the guy finally got there. We had to take surface streets home on the little tire. By the time we got to bed it was after 2am.
The twins are still sniffling, but they are feeling a lot better.
Isa is pretty much over her cold.
Gabi is almost completely better.
We replaced the tire (the flat one had a big metal piece in it) and will be replacing the others soon.
WE ARE READY FOR MORE GOOD!!!!