Today sucked. Really, truly sucked. I don’t even want a do-over, just erase today (and yesterday and possibly even tomorrow!) from the history books. I don’t say that often. Seriously. Argh! I don’t feel well. It was in the high 90’s yesterday and today (and for the next week or so!), breaking 100 on some people’s thermometers. I’m fat and hot and sweaty. The kids drove me crazy with their constant arguing and bickering with each other and with me. I must have heard “NO!” a million times. Probably uttered it almost as many times. Actually, I’m embarrassed to admit, I yelled at Eve to “just shut up”… umm… more times that I care to think about. She cried. A lot. For no good reason. I think we were all hot. So many times I thought “wow, I didn’t handle that well.” but then five minutes later I found myself yelling again. Anger, like overeating, is a cycle that’s hard to break. Even as you know you’re in it and know you shouldn’t be there, you keep repeating the bad behavior. Ugh.

I’d like to go out for a run now, now that I finally got the kids in bed, but Alan came home after work and saw the storm brewing in our house and decided to exercise and go out for a run himself. Ugh. It’s still 90 degrees though (yep, at 8pm!) so maybe I’ll just sit here and bitch instead. Maybe eat some pie. Sigh.

Oh, and to top it off, I entertained the kids in a tiny mechanic’s waiting room for 40 minutes (fortunately those were 40 minutes of good behavior!), spent $100 and drove away… only to discover they didn’t actually fix the problem! Ugh!

We had a playdate this morning with a friend who told me that she takes a week vacation to Martha’s Vineyard every year with an old friend. No hubbies, no kids. She said it’s the best thing ever. Says she barely misses the kids (is that a good thing or a bad thing?) and thinks she is a much better parent when she returns. I’m counting the days until Vegas. I’ve decided to have a great time there, fat and all, and deal with the repercussions when I return. Worrying now won’t help. United Airlines, take me away!

To end this post on a less bitchy note (I warned you it was a bitch post, right? No? Oh well!) here is a picture of the kids at the playground. It was so hot! I started to worry they were burning through the sunscreen, but they both looked ok in the bath tonight. They are cute, aren’t they? In pictures.