Today was one of those days.
I woke up early, had coffee with Craig and saw him off to work. As soon as he left, I got busy cleaning the kitchen and editing some photos for the blog. Canon woke up earlier than I expected him to and wanted to cuddle. Hey, no complaints here, so we sat down on the couch, curled up in a blanket, and watched TMNT...at which point I started nodding off. Uh oh, not a good start to this so-called "productive day".
I made breakfast, which apparently wasn't enough because I was hungry again about an hour after we ate. I started thinking about an early lunch and - surprise of all surprises to anyone who knows Canon - he wanted a cheese quesadilla. I started grating the cheese and cut my finger on the piece of crap grater that we have. Fun times.
We played a couple of board games, none of which Canon wanted to actually follow the directions on or pay attention to - nevermind the fact that he is the one that asked to play them. My patience was wearing thin.
I don't know if it is the dreary, rainy weather or the fact that I slept so horribly last night, but I am having trouble focusing on anything today. I was determined, though, to teach Canon about St. Patrick's Day today and to do a craft with him as a fun teaching tool. To make things easy, I decided we would just create a pot-o'-gold-at-the-end-of-a-rainbow picture. Boring...sue me. So I got out the construction paper, crayons, gold glitter, scissors, and glue. I began cutting out a big pot, which turned out looking like a lop-sided fat man until about 20 cuts later when I finally gave up and told him that is what pots look like in Ireland.
I tried to glue the "Irish pot" onto the white construction paper, only to find that the glue top was apparently clogged. No worries. I took the top off, and after getting glue all over my hands, managed to clean it up and thought it would be working again. Instead, I squeezed the bottle until the top flew off and ended up spilling the entire bottle of glue onto the paper, which I then had to drain back into the glue bottle. Needless to say, there is a ton of gold glitter in this pot o' gold. Oh, and a few stamps of witches below the rainbow for good measure. Hey, witches and Irish pots cauldrons go together, right? Close enough. {Forgive the phone picture. That is all the energy I could muster today. #lazy #winning}
Canon still has no idea why we celebrate St. Patrick's Day. I still haven't cleaned the bathrooms. Or taken a shower.
Can I have a redo on today?
Top o' the mornin' to ya. Here's hoping the rest of the day will get easier.
Oh man, the luck of the Irish!
ReplyDeleteGirl, yes. I thought those of us with Irish blood were automatically supposed to have the luck in our veins. Apparently it skipped me.
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