My, coulda been better, not at all wonderful, crazy busy, a tiny bit horrible day.

So, since this blog, for me, is a kind of place where I can go and release any frustrations and know that I am not gonna get negative comments (if you don't have anything to say...don't say it at all).
I am here tonight to get the "so so, but kinda crappy" but not horrible day off my chest.
The morning arrived like a blink of an eye.
Really, it was like I fell asleep for one second and I opened my eyes and it was morning.
So, since I fell asleep in the same position and woke up sitting up, I am way freakin' tired.
Thank goodness Jeff got the boys up and getting ready for school. I needed to lay down flat for a little while.

10 minutes...later.
And what seemed like hours later, we finally get them off to school, Jeff and I decided to make a deal, I could go back to bed for a while, and then he could go back to bed.
Like taking turns.
Nope, didn't happen. I want a good nap not 45 minutes of listening to Emma whine.
We made breakfast instead and then I went to the dentist.
Yep, loads of fun.

Off to Wal-mart with a few short stops at the only 2 thrift stores in town, looking for things for stupid Halloween costumes. (I have a ton of Harry Potter costumes that will cost me nothing!!!!!)
We had success, but spent way more then we planned.
Now back on track to Wal-mart.

Did I mention Emma was crying and fussing the entire time? I mean since she woke us up at 6:30am. Almost non stop crying and fussing. We have no idea what is wrong and we tried everything.

I am about to pull my hair out in Wal-mart when I get a phone call from my sister Aimee.
(this is the worst part of my day)
She is crying. She wishes I was in Sacramento. She is on the floor. She wishes I could help her.
She fell again. Her cell phone is broken. She is calling from her son's cell phone. She can't get off the floor.
She can not get off the floor!!!
She has my other sisters son, (19 months old) and her 2 year old, and luckily, her 10 year old, there with her that day.
Just so you know, her husband was working. He couldn't help her.
She called my Mom, but couldn't find my Dad. Her son's phone doesn't have my dad's cell number in it. She is still on the floor. She is still crying. Now I am crying.
She asks me to call my dad. She is so dizzy she can't get off the floor. I hang up with her. I am trying not to fall apart.
Shaking, I call my dad.
He is not answering.
Crap.
I call my mom. She is on her way. Family that is in town is helping. I can stop panicking.
Now I just need a hug from Jeff. We decide to leave Wal-mart.
And I am wondering why my Heavenly Father wants me to stay here in Susanville a while longer.
This is killing me.
My sister. One of my best friends ever, needs my help and I CAN'T DO IT!!!!!
Emma fell asleep in the car, we drive a bit longer, and decide on getting some lunch.
It takes 30 minutes for food!!!!! What the French toast!
She wakes up on the way back to the house.
CRAP!!
No, she doesn't go back to sleep and yes, she is fussing and crying the rest of the day.
Joy.
Boys get home, off to scouts, with the loudest group of boys I have ever known.
Yuck!
Back home to clean up and yes... more crying from Emma.
Homework, dinner, clean up again.... more crying....

I have to say, she did stop crying.
When I sat to play with her.
I am a bad Mommy.

Now, as I sit here and think about the pretty crappy, but, could have been worse day....
I just want to go to bed.


Update on my sister: Last I heard she was in the ER with my mom. They are hoping to see a specialist soon.
Back story on my sister:
She had an ear pain and some dizziness a few weeks back. This has happened before. Here is her blog entry she can explain it better than I can.