Lady luck is not on my side today.

Wait, that's putting it too lightly.  Let me rephrase that.

NOTHING IS GOING RIGHT FOR ME TODAY.

I woke up and had no Fresca to take to work.  That should have been a sign of the doom's day I had ahead of me.

I drove to work in the pitch black, icy roads, 12 degrees.  Yuck.

Meetings and emails and blahblahblah.

I go to lunch to spend my Groupon at Nordstrom Rack and spent 45 minutes searching and searching and seeeeearching for SOMETHING to spend my already spent money on.  Nothing.  Ain't that how it goes.  I was tempted to buy black workout pants until I remembered folding 9 pair last night and promising to refrain from buying anymore...well...ever.

I grab some lunch and head out to the ramp.  Pull out to a TWO lane road that leads me out of the MOA parking ramp and the girl driving directly next to me thinks it's a one way road.  I was nearly sideswiped and luckily my foot reacts quicker than my hand and I was able to brake to avoid the erratic driving.

So there I sit, waiting for my green arrow to take a left hand turn and I do a double take only to see a car with 2 very confused middle aged women making hand signals next to me....oh, did I mention they were going the wrong way?  Somehow they ended up on the left side of the road and were hand signaling me asking me to wait so they can take a right turn in front of me.  That probably makes no sense without a visual aid, but I can tell you it is idiotic and illegal based on the fact that that's how I failed driver's test #1 in 2002.  It's an automatic fail in fact.

I gave them a nasty look, but let them go.  I took my left turn and a van going a mere 20 mph decided to cross ALL FOUR LANES and nearly run me off the road again.  Awesome.  This time my hand and my foot were in sync and I was able to give him a piece of my mind (via horn) while saving my own life with a swerve and a brake.  Then I pulled into the lane next to him and we got to sit at the world's longest red light staring each other down.

You'd think that'd be the end of it right?

Wrong, people. Wrong.  I hit a icy patch in the parking ramp at work and slowly slid into a cement wall.

Then I preceded to be late for a meeting.  Missed my reservation in the 'mother's lounge'  (which is a bigger deal than you'd think).  Ate my now cold lunch at 2:00pm while I sat on the phone with an IT guy for the next 2.5 hours.  Left extra late.  Hit horrible traffic.  Took a new way home as to avoid horrible traffic...which left me in even worse traffic. Hour+ late to pick up Lucas who decided to scream the whole way home as we hit every red light.

Here's where I remind you again that I missed my afternoon sesh in the mother's lounge.  I feel the need to emphasize that this is MUCH bigger deal than you think.

I guess Lucas decided that my most stressful day ever + Derek having to work extra late would be a prime opportunity to be extra needy.  He's lucky he's cute.

I just ended my day with cleaning up runny, yellow poop because taking off the dipe is clearly baby code for "push out as much poop as possible while mom's not looking."  I tried to calm Lucas down to go to sleep by singing only to have him laugh and put his hand over my mouth. Cute kid, huh?  Way to kick me when I'm down, sweetheart!

So in the light of the season to be thankful....I will tell you this.  I am thankful for Ada and Brendon on Biggest Loser being the small glimmer of hope in my day.  I am thankful for the $3.98/24 pack coup for Fresca I just found that I will be redeeming tomorrow.  Finally, I am thankful for only one more work day and looking forward to 4 days straight of staying in the MG vicinity.  More specifically, my couch.