It's been a Homer Simpson kind of day...D'oh!

I get knocked down and I get up again...NEVER gonna keep me down! (lyrics from that crazy song "Tubthumping" by Chumbawumba....first of all, what the heck does that song have to do with thumping on tubs? and second of all, nice band name guys...lolol)
I feel like this is my mantra today...it has been a frustrating day to say the least...however I am having a little giggle thinking of it because this song is stuck in my head now. I am reminded of an episode of The Simpsons actually where Lisa is getting a ride home from some older girls and as they drop her off they all get to see through the front window, Homer singing loudly to this song and making up his own words of course. if you care to check it out please click here http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZFvSUi-QFX4 Anyway, I feel like I am running on empty...for starters, I woke up 25 minutes late this morning. I know big surprise there...that is a constant battle for me seeing as how I am up at all hours of the night being a pancreas. So, I did not have enough time to shower before leaving the house unfortunately. I hate that feeling. I am one of those girls that needs to hop in the shower shortly after waking up in the morning otherwise I can never fully be awake if you know what I mean....i feel grungy and sort of like a dirty hippie to be honest. Hey, I'm all for hippies and their peace love and "Jeremiah was a bullfrog" type mentality....I just don't like to stew in my own filth all morning long. Anyway, I made it out the door and got Emma off to school no problem. I then realized that I forgot to bring her pump along for my last pump training session this morning at the hospital. I brought everything else under the sun...but no pump...awesome. So, I sped down the road back home...slammed it into park, flew in the front door, yelled at the cat to get off the coffee table and stop drinking out of Emma's cup of water, grabbed the pump, locked the door, and got back in the car. I of course had to stop off for coffee on the way because if there wasn't going to be a shower in my foreseeable (is that a word?) future, then I must have coffee. I waited in the drivethru for my cup of caffeine goodness for what seemed like an eternity. I handed the girl a $20 and she tossed my change back to me...literally tossed it...so half of it wound up on the cement outside....nice...then she looked at me like I tricked her and was just a bad catcher or something. So sorry for forgetting to put my catcher's mitt and mask on this morning sweetie! Of I went to the hospital...found a spectactular parking spot on the 5th level of the parking garage and hoofed it across the field to the front doors. I made it there roughly 15 minutes late.
I learned the last of my pumping pancreatic duties and made our appointments to come in and have Emma hooked up with saline this Thursday..woohoo!! Our pump start date with insulin is now May 17th. Good stuff. I left the hospital, paid a small fortune to get my car out of the parking garage...admiring the suspicious brown streaks and stains along the stairwell walls....ewwww for parking garages, and left to go to Emma's school and get her for lunch. Various other ridiculous and annoying things happened since then...but I won't go into great detail and bore you to tears. Let's just say that it involved a strawberry lemonade from Dairy Queen, an irritating Avon person, a buzzing bee, and the garbage man. What a friggin day...I'm done...and yet I can't be done...it's only 2:36....fabulous. Thank you for listening to me rant and vent and get it all off my chest....I feel slightly better...now I am going to go sing me some Chumbawumba at the top of my lungs and haul ass to pick up Emma at school....
in the immortal words of Homer Simpson, "I take a whiskey drink, I take a vodka drink, and when I have to pee...I use the kitchen sink!" lololol....ohhh Homer...you make me laugh