A Random Bitch

I had one of those days.

It was all good. Went to Walmart, remembered things I didn't have written down. Resisted temptation and ate lunch at home instead of drivin'-thru. Had my dinner planned. I don't know what happened.

I looked up and it was 2:00 and I didn't have the wonder-twins down for a nap and I was running out of time fast. And then it just snowballed down the hill from there. Melee' and Zoey got home and I'm trying to crack down on the snack-fest that's been happening every afternoon, which drew immediate tears from Melee'. Peach got up on the wrong side of bed, which is the side she layed down on. She and Ace fight over this one stuffed dog. It belongs to Ace. He and Melee' got these matching puppies in there stockings a year ago, only Ace's is smaller than Melee's. So by virtue of it's smaller cuteness, it's the one Peach just has to have. And of course, because it's the thing she desires to have most in the world, he's not giving in. She went to nap with the words "But, that's the puppy IIIIII want...." (sob..sob) and woke up with the words "Why does he always get that puppy?" (sob...sob) Ace woke up crying as well saying "She blahblah * indistinguishable mumble* and she push me." Of course she was downstairs at the time and he was safely tucked in his crib.

I went in the kitchen to police Snack-fest and start my dinner and I'm busing plates and cups and drinks and yelling "AT THE TABLE! YOU HAVE TO HAVE THAT AT THE TABLE! BRING THAT BACK IN HERE! NO EATING IN THE LIVING ROOM! IF ANYBODY ELSE TAKES ANYTHING ELSE TO EAT IN THE LIVING ROOM YOU'RE GETTING A SPANKING! I MEAN IT! YOU SPILLED WHAT? WHERE WERE YOU! I TOLD YOU TO SIT AT THE TABLE!" And during my fourth whirl through the living room I find yet ANOTHER apple with two bites taken out of it, then, as I turn back into the kitchen, there's Ace standing on the chair that I keep taking back to the kitchen table, eating another bite out of A DIFFERENT APPLE! I might have said a curse word under my breath. (and so did you after you read that huge run-on sentence)

The capper was Ace standing at the top of the stairs yelling for me by my first name (cause now he's heard Zoey saying it) at the top of his lungs, like a mini-Marlon Brando screaming 'STELLA! STEEEELLLLLAAAA!!!" I made him march to the kitchen, got down to his level and said "My name is MOMMA, don't you call me Geraldine any more, do you hear me?" Head down, "Yes maam."