It is So. Not. My. Day

The Music Man and I had our single argument again this weekend, and it caused some sleepless nights. We hashed it out and finally got somewhere on this banging-head-against-wall perennial fight, and that was good, but apparently when my head hit the pillow, my good vibes ended.

Got up this morning as usual to work, and that was fine. Left about 5 minutes late to go to Zumba, but was making ok time when I got pulled over. Now, let me explain how this went. I was on a local road called Stilesboro. Before the red light, there's a school zone sign, and it was flashing. I got into the left turning lane, and turned onto Due West Rd. About 1/2 mile down Due West, I got pulled over for 43 in a 45 because I was in a school zone. Huh?! You mean the sign ON THE OTHER ROAD?

In his "generosity", the officer knocked it down to 39 so I wouldn't get points on my license. Uh huh. So I plan to fight it when my court date finally rolls around in mid-January. The Music Man said he'd take the day off of work for it, woohoo! Fight the power!

Then we got home and the kids were watching Sleeping Beauty before nap. The Chubby Cheeked Monster has been sensitive lately, but today it all came to a head. He and the Firecracker Princess were sitting on the sofa when she started bawling. I couldn't figure it out until I looked at him and he was holding a fistful of her hair. I was sitting right next to them, she didn't provoke him at all. Then he let one of the cats into the garage. Then he kicked the baby in the gut and her little head hit the floor. THAT was the last straw. He got yet another spanking and got put down for nap without lunch. It was ugly.

But you want to know a lovely thing that happened last night? I went shopping after my Reformer class because I needed a pair of jeans for our trip to Ohio for Thanksgiving. Only one pair of jeans fit, but NY and Company carries active wear again. I bought two pairs of pants, size MEDIUM. Medium!! Angels sang (at least in the fitting room). Woohoo!