Can we just talk about things going wrong on holidays for a minute? Because now that Mother’s Day has come and gone, I just have to laugh at how much drama was packed into one day. Let me fill you in. So we were hosting our moms on Sunday and planned on having an outdoor lunch on our patio. My son got up early to help me clean the picnic table and set up the patio tables for our bbq taco bar.
Before we even get started, my dog Winston barrels past Noah and flies out the door. He’s a runner, so Noah and I race to the car and drive all around trying to find him. Eventually Nigel calls and says he found Winston at the neighbor’s house. That jerk came back. He never comes back. He just runs until we catch him.
Fast forward to meal prep. Noah has gotten really good at cooking and has pretty impressive knife skills. I always remind him to be extra careful not to cut himself, and he never has… buuuutttt while I was holding the cutting board as he scraped chopped onion into a bowl, he slid the knife right down my thumb. Yep, he cut me.
In the day’s adrenaline rush, I don’t realize that my hand got hung up in Winston’s collar when he ran from us. But I sure do realize it later on in the day. By the end of the evening, I can’t even grip a fork. Clearly I’ve pulled every muscle and pinched every nerve in my hand. (That’s a bit dramatic, but hey, I’m no doctor.)
So in one day, my dog ran away, my son stabbed me with a knife, and I all-but ripped all the inner workings of my hand. Noah says it sounds like a country song. I don’t disagree. Haha, how was your Mother’s Day?
(Side note, my hand is much better today. My fingers still hurt when I make a fist, but I can now feed myself with utensils like a big girl.)
What’s On My Mind This Saturday Morning
The new Peloton bike arrived yesterday and I can already see that we will have a love-hate relationship. I broke a sweat just trying to get my shoes to click in. Also, the cats think it’s a new jungle gym.
Also in gym news, I ordered a baby play mat to act as my yoga mat because it’s large, nonslip, and squishy. Now my phone and computer are loaded with baby product ads. Oops.
There are 24 battery operated candles in my fireplace. Each candle takes 2 batteries. All 48 batteries are dead. Buying 48 batteries might be the same cost as buying 24 new candles…
Fashion fans unite! The new Anna Wintour biography is available. I preordered it and it came earlier this week. I’m already three chapters in and I was hooked ever since the first paragraph.
I spent an hour spraying weeds with Roundup on Tuesday. Guess how many of those hundreds of weeds died? Did you guess zero? You’d be right.
One Last Thought
Did somebody say YouTube? Okay, no one said YouTube, but I just did! Yesterday my shiny new video camera and mic arrived in the mail and my filming list is finalized. This summer I’ll officially be posting weekly YouTube videos all about organizing and cleaning! Make sure you go ahead and subscribe to my channel now and turn on notifications so you get an alert when the first season begins.