So, this morning (which is actually yesterday morning....don't look at the time of this post) I got up at 6:15 or so, and got myself ready. Then I packed the diaper bag and my voice lesson bag and dragged the girls into the car (they were not very happy with me) and took them to various locations around Cedar City (thanks to all who helped me out!). And in all the hustle and bustle and early morning grogginess, I forgot to eat breakfast or even grab something to eat in the car on the way down.
By the time I arrived at Tuacahn I was famished. So, I decided to head for the vending machine, which usually has healthy-ish options like Chex mix or Doritos, but was rather empty this morning. My only choices were a couple of little candy bars, those big pink frosted cookies and gum. I debated for a second if I should cheat on my diet, quickly decided that I was going to be teaching lessons for 5 hours straight and I had to have something to eat. Then I figured that the cookies were probably healthier and more filling, so I stuck my dollar in and punched in the number. And the cookie got stuck.
No amount of banging would make it come down, so I reluctantly put another dollar in so I could get my cookie (I was really hungry, and besides, I hate seeing a dollar go to waste), figuring I'd just save it for the girls when I got home. Well, I'll be darned if that one didn't get stuck right along with the first cookie! Just when I was kicking the machine my first student arrived with her mom. They came over to the vending machine and I showed them what happened and the first thing the mom said to me was, "I thought you were on LA Weightloss!" I sheepishly explained about my lack of breakfast and all, gave up on the cookies and went to teach my lesson.
When she came back to pick up her daughter, she actually brought me a bran muffin and a bowl of cantaloupe and honeydew and grapes and other fruit. "I didn't want you to ruin your diet just because you had a hurried morning!" she told me as she handed it to me. Now how sweet is that? And lucky for me, my next student slept in and arrived 15 minutes late, so I actually had time to eat it.
And I also had time to go kick the vending machine a bit more and finally get those cookies to fall down. They went straight into my voice lesson bag since I was sufficiently and healthily nourished and I took them home to give to the girls. But before I gave them the cookies we went to Roberts and bought balloons. You have never seen three happier children, even though Chloe's popped as soon as we got home (our ceilings are not balloon friendly).
I am now the funnest mom on the block, and even though the balloons aren't yellow (it's only fun if you let them choose their own colors) and we don't drink milk, I did live up to my promise as best I could before I had to drop them off at the sitter again.
Here are some pictures of them eating big pink frosted cookie goodness, and I will try to take pictures of balloons tomorrow. Because balloon pictures are totally awesome, and I am still on a photography kick.
Good night! Or, good morning, as it were.