NOT crying over spilled (coconut) milk

If you haven't read Gene's post about the car key yet, read that first. Then read how the rest of my day went...

I got to school 15 minutes late and was a step behind all day. I finally had 2 specials, which meant two 40 minute free periods off. But, on my way to drop my kids off I got pulled aside by the guidance counselor who wanted to inform me that I have a 3rd Grade Bully in my class this year...who happens to be a girl. She threatened girls last year on the playground...verbally and physically, so I need to keep an eye on her.

Talking to the counselor made me late for my team meeting. By the time I got there I had missed some things about our student portfolios and found out that one of my teammates had spilled her water all over my papers that were being handed out to me.

Then I had to go switch my kids from PE class to Music, meaning I had to take them outside to the one portable. After dropping them off I realized that I didn't have my key so I had to walk around the building to find a teacher to let me in.

When I got inside I found out that my team had continued planning in another meeting, so I was behind again. Then we went to lunch. I got to the lunch room and sat down, only to realize that my lunch was all the way back in my classroom. I quickly jaunted on back there to get it, using up more of my precious 30 minutes of lunch time. When I got back to lunch I snatched a microwave (a precious thing when there are 20 teachers all heading towards 3 microwaves), and I turned my back for a second while I grabbed my Lean Cuisine out of my lunchbox only to find another teacher had slipped around the corner and put her lunch inside. All I could do was laugh because if not, I was going to cry by then.

When I got home from work, Gene and I made dinner...Manicotti. Well, it was supposed to be Manicotti, but I dropped all the noodles down the drain when the lid fell off the pot while I was draining them. We managed to salvage most of them, but they were all cracked so I couldn't fill them with the cheese mixture. We ended up just throwing all the ingredients into a baking dish and putting it in the oven.

I THEN decided to make myself a smoothie, one of my favorite drinks, to calm myself down. I gathered all the ingredients. It was a new recipe that I was using. I was supposed to put coconut milk in it. I emptied the milk into a bowl, only to find that there was a chunk of something at the bottom of the can, which splashed into the bowl and sent coconut milk flying in the air and landing in my hair. I then went to scoop out the ice cream to add to the smoothie, only to end up flinging a huge chunk of vanilla ice cream all over the floor.

Then to top the evening off, we were watching Wheel of Fortune during dinner. It is Teacher's Week this week. All of the sudden, the one teacher solved the puzzle, which won her a trip to Europe. For some reason, I started crying because I felt so happy for this woman. Gene looked at me and said, "WHAT IN THE WORLD IS GOING ON WITH YOU?! Are you crying?" Through teary eyes I said, "I'm just so happy for that teacher! She won a trip to Europe. Isn't that great?!" In which Gene replied, "We watch this show every night, and they ALWAYS give out free trips. I just don't understand this whole pregnancy thing."

Neither do I, Babe. Neither do I.