Tales From the Minivan

where I should have just stayed in bed!  The day started off with me waking up 30 minutes late to radio static!  I even went to bed at a somewhat decent hour, but Finn aka-Mr Terror must have been playing with the dial on my clock radio.  I’ve been meaning to get a new one for a while now.  This one is over 15 years old and was free, I won it at a work golf tournament, I think it’s served it’s usefulness (most times) and can retire happily in Ciaran’s room!  More about a new clock radio later.

Miraculously, I managed to still get the kids to school on time! I got back home did a little work, and the house got quiet for a few minutes.  Quiet in this house is not a good sign.  I walked into the kitchen and literally got stuck to the kitchen floor.  From one end to the other Finn had managed to empty an entire bottle of pancake syrup all over the kitchen.  In some ways this wasn’t so bad as I’ve been putting off mopping for a few days now so this forced my hand to do it.

The rest of the morning went well, Finn really seems to be getting into a routine and went down for his nap right on schedule, however he’s been napping a lot longer than he used to and I have to wake him most days to go pick up Liam at 1:45.  We picked Liam up and he wanted to stay and play with my friend Joanne’s daughter so she watched him for the next hour while the two ‘lil redheads came with me.  It never fails when I’m in a hurry this is when I constantly get stopped by the sweet little old ladies that adore the two ‘lil redheads and have to tell me all about how their cousin twice removed had a redhead and they thought they were going to have one…well you get my drift.  Normally I always love to chat, but I was in a rush.  I got through my list and even had 15 minutes to spare, so I thought I would go into the electronic section of the grocery store as I saw they had a clock radio with an iPod docking station on sale this week.  I found it right away and went straight to the cash to pay for it.  Well it seems that there was only one customer service rep working, and he was busy with the self-serve digital photo machines.  I waited almost 10 minutes and was never acknowledged!  I then asked him if I could purchase it over in the Self-Serve Check outs (I love those things!).  NOPE!  Had to be rung in there!  Well, another 5 minutes pass and I realize I can’t wait any longer and leave it on the counter as I had to get to the school to get both Liam and Kenz.  Better go make sure CBC is programmed in for the morning, I guess I won’t be listening to my iPod just yet!

We get home and I’m excited as I had a nicely seasoned Prime Rib Roast ready to go into the oven for it’s initial 15 minutes of searing at 450 F.  A little something that I wasn’t aware of, I guess those glass casseroles don’t do so well at high temperatures.  The roast seared beautifully, but here’s where things started going downhill.  I wanted to put a little broth in the casserole and a few vidalia onions for flavor.  I poured about 3 cups of room temperature broth into the casserole, then added the onions. The next thing I know (and sorry Sarah for screaming in your ear on the phone), I hear this snapping and popping noise!  The entire 9 X 13 casserole dish shattered into a zillion pieces!!!

Yup this was just one of “Those Days”!  Off to scrub the floors again!

Here’s some shots of my stupidity:

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