I'm having a giveaway . . . and losing my mind

I found some yellow fabric in my stash. It was just enough to make an apron - who wants it? I made myself one for Christmas and I love it because it's big enough to cover up all those splatters that I make when cooking. Let me know if you want it. I think I changed the settings on my blog to allow comments for those who don't have google accounts. If you want it and can't leave a comment, send me an email or a Facebook message. Yes, I will even mail it.




In other news, I believe I'm losing what's left of my mind. I decided to switch from Comast to Direct TV, and I thought they told me on the phone they would come install it on Monday (yesterday) morning. So I had Lane stay up all morning waiting for them. When they were a no-show at noon, Lane called me at work, at which time I decided to finally look at the email confirmation, which said Tuesday. Sorry Lane! He had stayed up for nothing. I wasn't expecting Grandma for FHE last night because I thought she said she had her class for her upcoming trip to Israel. Well, guess who shows up promptly at 5:30? Grandma said the class was the following Monday. Naturally, since Lane was asleep after staying up all morning and I wasn't expecting Grandma, it was a Stouffers frozen dinner night. When Grandma came, only Jack had eaten (he is always eating). So we all piled in the van and headed over to Kneaders for dinner. Grandma was a good sport about it. Then this morning Lane checked again with me, Direct TV is coming today right? Yes, Lane, today. When I got to work, just for kicks, I decided to check that email again. Tuesday, March 9. Somewhere I lost a whole week. So I called Lane and sent him to bed. How did I misunderstand so badly?



Then, if all that isn't bad enough --- I spent an hour and a half preparing dinner. Sweet and sour meatballs over rice. Made my own sauce and everything. Just as I was ready to put everything on the table, the kids' piano teacher called and said the kids were supposed to be at their group lesson right then. In Cedar Hills. Grrrr. So I left Lane to watch to make sure dinner didn't burn, and yet keep it warm, and off we went. Jack had failed to mention the group lesson, and since their lesson is normally on Thursday, why would I think any differently? It all worked out, Lane did a good job of tending dinner. It still tasted good. That was my best sweet and sour sauce by far, nice and thick and tangy. Now I just need to worry about what I've forgotten to do tomorrow!