In order to avoid missing things, my husband and I try to plan our days out in advance. Yesterday, our exciting endeavors included buying stamps for my Christmas newsletter, dropping off presents for Joey's teachers, and hitting the grocery store. The only hitch was a surprise bout of food poisoning and an emergency run for Imodium AD. Once the meds kicked in, I would then take Jack to his school's Christmas pageant and my husband would take the other boys to hockey.
It all seemed easy enough.
Yet not long after we arrived, Jack managed to completely destroy his instrument. No amount of Superglue was going to fix this disaster:
Still recovering from my stomach issues, I reached for my Imodium AD and cell phone to call Joe to gripe about the violin. I then remembered that my cell phone had been MIA for 24 hours. I was really hating Thursday. And I started to feel like I had to throw up again.
Yet the universe sent me a quick pick-me-up as the children's choir began belting out a song from the musical Rent. And you know how I love Rent:
Talk about a game-changer.