A day to remember

It has been a strange day today. Good and not so good things have happened so I want to address my day in point form, because it's easier to digest.

- we woke up late and subsequently were nearly late for school, but as this is the last day of school before holidays, I don't particularly care.

- bought some groceries and threw them in the car on the way to the doctor to check on Miss T's atrocious cough.

- waited at the doctors for ONE HOUR before we went in. What the hell is the point of making an appointment when you never get in on time? I mean, how do they fall so far behind FIRST THING IN THE MORNING.

- saw 7 kangaroos in the paddock. What a treat!

- visited our draftsman about our plans, ready for a fight and hoo haa they are nearly finished and we are to collect them on Wednesday! With our account! That we probably won't want to look at, but who cares, if our house plans are in my hot little hands I will dance a samba. Then the serious stuff will start...

- home for lunch, dvd and lie down (me) then back to school, grabbed kids, deposited two kids at Poppys while I took Miss D to Jazz. Open week this week so I stayed and watched. Great stuff Miss D, you rock!

- collected the kids from Poppys and drove home. On the outskirts of town, the temperature in our four wheel drive skyrocketed so I stopped in the dark and the rain. With 3 tired, hungry and irritable kids. The hubbster was at work, so we rang Nanny who came out, we drove her back into town and then drove BACK home in her car, arriving after 7pm.

Even though we live in our shed, I was so glad to get home. And guzzle a wine...

- got to bed around 10pm, and woke around 3am with sharp stomach pains and a need to get to the bathroom. Through the rain (as the bathroom is about 10 steps from the shed) I ran in and threw up the contents of my chicken dinner. Just to remind me that I left the groceries in the car, while we waited to see the doctor. Big Mistake. Food poisoning is so overrated.

- got back to bed and Miss D started her nightly coughing, so I was back up getting medicine for her, hoping like hell the other two kids didn't wake up.

It was a day of mixed blessings, as Miss T didn't need any hard stuff for her cough, and I just need to explain to anyone waiting in line at the supermarket who cringe when she coughs that "no she doesn't have swine flu, so you don't need to move away, she just has a cough".

And I must say that the hunky doctor is still hunky and not once did I imagine what he would look like soaking wet emerging from a pool, with his hair slicked back. Nope. Not once....