The Story Of My Weekend

I was sick Thursday-Saturday with soar throat, gunky cough and body aches. I basically did nothing Thursday and Friday and the boys and I watched some TV together (a rarity, I only watch TV at night). I have to say for the record now that I have seen it...that Yo Gabba Gabba is the worst show on television...along with my original pick, Teletubbies! It is the most noneducational, weird, annoying.....everything a really bad kids show has to offer! I told myself during the show that I would never let the kids watch it again.

On top of me being sick for the weekend, Saturday Sharrid dropped me off at Walmart for groceries while he took the boys to the park. I told him to come and get me in an hour. I still was not 100% and took the shopping slow. When I finished I walked out and stood by the entrance for about 15 minutes and finally he came in a different black car, rolled down the window and said "Hey miss, do you need a ride?" in a disguised voice. SIDE NOTE: Sharrid does "voices" really well, it's his number one hidden talent. Also, I am half blind and could not recognize him from the distance that he was. So, I said "No thanks" nicely. He said "Are you sure, you look lost or something..." (really convincingly) I said "I'm not, I have a ride coming" He said "Are you sure?" I said "Yeah". Then Sharrid said (after all that time!) in his regular voice "Lexie, it's me" as he got out of the car. I immediately felt dumb, but justified. I knew Shar was joking and didn't mean to make me feel stupid. He knows that I like when he does voices because he doesn't do it too often but when we got home I told him to never do that again. Apparently at the park when he was coming back to get me the car stalled on him and quit. A nice guy named Jim saw him and helped him get the car seats and kids in his car (the other black car) and drove them to Walmart to come and get me and the groceries. Jim probably never even knew why I couldn't recognize my own husband from ten feet away! We got home and I asked who the guy was ( I thought he was in our ward, I didn't know he met him at the park) Sharrid said "I don't know." I said "What?" He then told me he met him at the park. Sharrid referred to him as "Angel Jim". Our mechanic came and picked up our keys so he could diagnose our car. Turns out a fuse blew. It was easy and cheap to fix and we now have our car back.

The car problem happened Saturday and our mechanic fixed it Monday so Sunday, we walked to church. It's about a mile. It was warm and I wasn't too happy because I wanted to wear something nice for Mother's Day (So vain!...and yes I wore something nice anyway) I put on my new balance tennis shoes, put my heels in a Walmart bag and headed out the door with Shar pulling the boys in our red wagon. Sharrid kept saying stuff like "People do this every Sunday, come on!" With me then feeling guilty for feeling a little ghetto and complaining and saying "Fine, Okay, you're right." We left 30 minutes ahead of time and were just a little late. Someone picked me up on the way, but Shar kept on with the boys in the wagon. I felt bad but these people (really nice by the way) came by twice after I'd said it's okay. They wanted to give me the ride for mother's day. On the way home we barely made it out of the parking lot when Phoenix' nursery teacher pulled up with her 18 passenger van and told us to just throw the wagon in the back. She is so awesome, she was Marce's teacher before of course and he loved her and still asks to go to her class!

SO, having said all of that, my Mother's Day was extraordinary but in a different way. With not knowing how much our car repair was going to cost and not having a car to go anywhere, Sharrid didn't get me anything. I always let him know that gifts are not about spending money but Sharrid has no creativity yet. I am hoping to continue inspiring him through what I do. Heck, I threw him a killer two person party last year and didn't spend anything except for homemade upside down pineapple cake ingredients! Come on! (Sigh) He'll get it right someday. He'll realize that I AM A GIFT PERSON! And that NO, it doesn't have to cost money! I forgive him because this crazy weekend was not his fault and he is super busy and stressed with school. Guess what I'll be getting him if he passes all of his classes and graduates with his associates in a month??? YEP, A GIFT! See, that's me planning ahead. He just needs to work on his creativity and procrastination! I already know what I want to get him! HELLO! I refuse to be the wife who has to give my husband money and tell him what to get me. SURPRISES! That's what it's all about if you're a gift person. So, until next time, I forgive him.:)

P.S. Since I missed Friday's workout, I killed myself Monday and am super sore today.

And, I am going to a movie tonight with my sister and sister-in-law! YES!

My sister and her kids are coming over to play tomorrow and I am making homemade ice cream! YES!

And, the Suns killed the Spurs hardcore four times in a row to sweep the series! That was so much FUN to watch! Bye Bye Spurs. It is so US this year, GO SUNS! I freakin' love you!