Post by kristiduckett on Oct 27, 2004 16:07:40 GMT -5
I have the sweetest family in the whole world!
My morning class was ROUGH today. I bombed a test. Bad. And I turned in a paper that I *know* was terrible. But I just couldn't comprehend the statistical analysis thing. I basically plagarized my partner's paper. I had a copy of his rough draft and just reworded stuff. After class I called DH and was nearly in tears. He convinced me to go to my next class and not just curl up in a ball and die.
When I got home for lunch I had quite a surprise. My sons were standing at attention with toy swords at the doorway of the hall. There was a "red carpet" running down the hallway. The boys bowed as I walked by. (They were the princess' guards, you see) In the bathroom there was a hot bath drawn with towel, washcloth, and my Princess robe laid out. There was a candle burning (BIG no no here..shhhh), a plate of my favorite chocolates, and the CD player cued up to my favorite song on my most relaxing CD. DH was making home made pizza.
I didn't have time for a bath, so I just soaked my feet and then used a homemade foot scrub that my neighbor's daughter made for me. By the time I finished, the pizza was ready. It was DIVINE.
I know that I shouldn't turn to comfort foods. However, chocolate and pizza are like drugs to me. They just are. When I called after the bad class, I had told DH that, not only did I need pizza and chocolate, I probably needed chocolate covered pizza, just to cover all the bases. LOL
The boys have gone out of their way to give me extra hugs and kisses this afternoon. It has been just wonderful!! I went on to my afternoon class feeling renewed. A big grin on my face. The feeling has held over. I leave in about 45 minutes for my night class and I'm feeling rested and prepared for the test. (I got to study when I got home a little while ago)
My morning class was ROUGH today. I bombed a test. Bad. And I turned in a paper that I *know* was terrible. But I just couldn't comprehend the statistical analysis thing. I basically plagarized my partner's paper. I had a copy of his rough draft and just reworded stuff. After class I called DH and was nearly in tears. He convinced me to go to my next class and not just curl up in a ball and die.
When I got home for lunch I had quite a surprise. My sons were standing at attention with toy swords at the doorway of the hall. There was a "red carpet" running down the hallway. The boys bowed as I walked by. (They were the princess' guards, you see) In the bathroom there was a hot bath drawn with towel, washcloth, and my Princess robe laid out. There was a candle burning (BIG no no here..shhhh), a plate of my favorite chocolates, and the CD player cued up to my favorite song on my most relaxing CD. DH was making home made pizza.
I didn't have time for a bath, so I just soaked my feet and then used a homemade foot scrub that my neighbor's daughter made for me. By the time I finished, the pizza was ready. It was DIVINE.
I know that I shouldn't turn to comfort foods. However, chocolate and pizza are like drugs to me. They just are. When I called after the bad class, I had told DH that, not only did I need pizza and chocolate, I probably needed chocolate covered pizza, just to cover all the bases. LOL
The boys have gone out of their way to give me extra hugs and kisses this afternoon. It has been just wonderful!! I went on to my afternoon class feeling renewed. A big grin on my face. The feeling has held over. I leave in about 45 minutes for my night class and I'm feeling rested and prepared for the test. (I got to study when I got home a little while ago)