Granola, strawberry yogurt and dark chocolate for breakfast.
Boring computer problems had me on the phone with a guy in India for an hour and a half.
Time for a walk.
3 and I were almost out the door....The phone rings. I had to be across town in 2 hours. Which means my 3 year old goes with me because Hubby is deep in the 9th hole of a golf game. Fantastic.
We get to my appointment on time. I bribe my little angel with the promise of ice cream if he's good.
He's a perfect child.
Well, he's really good for 3.
Okay, I'm totally exhausted by the time my appointment is over.
I gather our bag of toys, lunch/snack bag, stroller, purse.....everything.
We are almost out the door when a very Nice Lady smiles and says....
Nice Lady: "You're really rockin that frazzled mom look!"
(This stops me in my tracks.)
Me: "Thanks?!"
Nice Lady: "Oh, you know what I mean. Polished is so overrated."
We head straight to the first ice cream store I could find.
In this case, it was Cold Stone Creamery.
There's no sharing today.I want my own.
3 and I order.
His involved oreo cookies.
Mine was a chocolate ice cream with hot fudge dream.
We both go into an ice cream - trance like state.
Awakening every once in awhile to smile at each other.
When we were done, 3 leaned over and whispered "Momma, this is the best day ever."
Hubby gets home from his golf game and I'm off to do 40 flights of stairs. This half hour is now my break during the day. I can listen to whatever music I want, breathe and accomplish a goal.
Dinner was a ham, roasted red pepper and goat cheese crepe.
P.S. I am a frazzled mom.
