The Bad: The tail light fell off the van on the highway en route.
the Extremely Uncomfortable: My ungainly pregnant self had to dodge traffic to snatch the fixture off the pavement before it became expensive roadkill.
The Good: It was incredibly hot everywhere except on the ocean, where it was refreshingly balmy.
The Bad: The air conditioning in the van wasn't working.
The Extremely Uncomfortable: The fans which could have blown at least warm air past our sweating faces weren't working either.
The Good: The son who's prone to motion sickness wasn't the least bit fazed by the rocking waves.
The Bad: I over-packed for the possible messy drama of a sea sick child.
The Extremely Uncomfortable: I dragged all the stuff up and down the hill to the boat, and soaked the bottom of the heavy bag which made a conspicuous mark in an unfortunate spot on my pants.
The Good: I'm not prone to swelling too much during pregnancies.
The Bad: There are still hot, humid days when my legs will turn into cankles, and it's only May.
The Extremely Uncomfortable: My toes feel like cheap sausages. Can you get stretch marks on those little piggies?
The Good: The boys were very good through all the heat and driving and didn't complain.
The Bad: The youngest stayed home with Grandma and had a great nap in an air conditioned room.
The Extremely Uncomfortable: The oldest are exhausted and went straight to sleep, but the bright-eyed youngest won't stop talking loudly to them from his crib.
The Good: We made it home in time for supper.
The Bad: We didn't make it home in time to make it, just in time to be super hungry and ready to eat it.
The Extremely Uncomfortable: I ordered pizza on the way home; someone's diapers are not going to be pleasant tomorrow.
The Good: We had to drive past Daddy's work place to get to and from the ocean.
The Bad: We really didn't have time to stop and say hi.
The Extremely Uncomfortable: I remembered that he has some hanging flower baskets there that I've wanted to get for the porch, but I had already decided to spend the money on pizza.
The Good: There were lots of homeschool mammas for me to talk to on the boat.
The Bad: I'm an introvert.
The Extremely Uncomfortable: My kids were so excited that they kept chattering to me during the whole trip and I didn't do well catching up with anyone else.
The Good: I remembered to leave windows open before we left, and it didn't rain.
The Bad: A wasp managed to get in the house.
The Extremely Uncomfortable: One of my boys *may* always scream like a little girl when faced with a stinging insect.
The Good: The piece that flew off the van wasn't a tire or an engine block, at least the power windows still opened, the kids are healthy, the baby in my tummy doesn't yet have to be considered a paying passenger on a field trip, the little one had a rare and special afternoon with Grandma, there happened to be a drive-through-to-pick-up-pizza place on the way home, I had money to buy the pizza, my introverted self at least won't be complaining if it doesn't talk, and no body got stung.
The Bad: We all have days that don't go great.
The Extremely Uncomfortable: I realize how blessed I am that all my difficulties are inconsequential in the big picture, and I am humbled once again.
Still, I really do wish the child who boldly kissed a sea cucumber this afternoon would learn not to scream like a girl.
I know, count my blessings.
At least his voice hasn't changed yet :)
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