Mondays are full of surprises, aren’t they?
For starters, Riley woke up with an impressive case of pinkeye, which means he’s home from school, which means nothing I wanted to accomplish is getting accomplished. Instead, I’m avoiding playing Candy Land, and I’m about to start my third load of laundry.
Here’s another one. I discovered a dead squirrel on the street at the end of my driveway. (It wasn’t me, I swear.) Clearly the squirrel is worse off than me, but still, he’s ginning up some trouble. My curious children want to examine him and reunite him with his mother. They want to touch him and take him to the hospital. He’s in good condition right now, but I don’t have a good feeling about how he’s going to look later in the day or week.
And another one. Later this afternoon, the boys and I are taking Mike to the airport. He’s flying to New York City on business until Friday afternoon. This one isn’t a surprise, but it stinks anyway.
Despite the unpleasantries of the day, I’m in a pretty good mood (surprise!), and the way I see it, the week can only get better from here. That is, unless the “pink guys” get Dylan.
Editor’s note: A few weeks ago, Dylan thought he had pinkeye (he didn’t) and said, “I’m going to look in the mirror and see if there are any pink guys in there.” That’s one for the memory book, which is why I’ve written it here, because I don’t remember the last time I put anything in a memory book for my kids. Guilty Mama! (It is Monday.)
The days ahead (Terrific Tuesday? Wonderful Wednesday?) have a lot of potential. Until then, it’s Mixed Bag Monday. And Meatless Monday, too! Since I was stuck at home all day with my little pinkeyed monster, I made mushroom kale lasagna rolls. Yum-o! (Check out the recipe here.) I’ll post a picture of the finished product on my Runaway Mama Facebook page later this evening, which is a good reason to “like” the page if you haven’t already done so (tisk tisk).
What kind of Monday are you having?