Just a typical day

My alarm went off this morning in the middle of a dream I was having where I was a waitress in the Ranch House, a casino that is no longer open, in Wells, NV.  It was "Chinese Night" at the Ranch House though.  All the food was Chinese and all the customers were Chinese and I had to wear roller skates while I was waitressing.

That's just kind of how things have been going.

Yesterday my cell phone wouldn't work.  The data worked but I couldn't call or text.  Then Braeden got home and told me his cell phone wasn't working and I realized that Adam's phone wasn't working either. 

It turned out that our account was somehow hacked.  Someone had purchased three new iphones with our account and they were working instead of our phones.  Adam got it all straightened out but how did that happen?

Stephanie and I took a walk yesterday in the early afternoon.  We live in the Seattle suburbs, we are not swayed by a little rain.  It was not a little rain.  There was thunder and wind and instead of the steady (and I mean steady) drizzle we usually have, the rain was pelting us.  We forged on.  By the time we finished our walk, my jeans were drenched (I had an umbrella and raincoat for the top half of my body) and the sky was blue and the sun was shining.

I took Braeden driving.  We went to the church parking lot so he could practice backing around a corner in a big space without people around.  I got out and stood, representing a car parked next to him.  He said, "Don't stand there.  I don't want to hit you."

I assured him I didn't want him to hit me either.  Then I considered the myriad duties of motherhood that no one can possibly prepare you for.

(Incidentally, Braeden didn't hit me.)

Last night, we decided as a family to try a new exercise program.  It was maybe more dangerous than  pretending to be a car in the empty parking lot.  It almost killed me.  Gavin was over for part of it and he and Mark were laughing and singing through most of it.  At one point, Braeden said, "Now this part is kind of hard."

I thought the entire thing was hard!  Later, I wondered if we would be sore the next day.  Emma said, "It wasn't even that hard, Mom."

Yesterday was a little bizarre.  It was also a really typical day.  Sometimes I look around and think who is in charge here?