I sometimes hear talk about how bloggers don’t always present themselves honestly, and only share the sunny, polished, high points of their lives. It’s true that, in keeping with the title of my blog, I usually post about things that I love, which means they are experiences or products that I’ve enjoyed and are worth highlighting here – translating into positive stories. But while I know I don’t delve into my deep dark secrets here at This Mom Loves (you know, because I have so many), I’d like to think that I’m self-deprecating enough to give you the idea that I in no way am trying to present myself as perfect.
The morning rush the next day was a bit more difficult with my hubby not home (oh, who am I kidding, it actually goes a bit smoother when he’s not there to mess with the routine) as well as because it was picture day and all three of us required a bit of extra maintenance. I never let my girls wear their hair down to school during lice season (by which I mean September to June) but I told Frannie I would curl her hair for the picture, as long as she pulled it up after. I hoped that Maggie wouldn’t notice that she only got a simple braid, compared to her sister’s more labour-intensive style (no way was my five year old with waist length hair wearing it down to school). Oh, but she noticed…and unfortunately didn’t understand my logic. Let’s just say the tantrum involved burrowing her head into a pillow, which then necessitated the rebraiding of the hair.
And that was just the warmup.
Once we were all photo-ready (except for Frannie’s curls, which of course lasted less than 30 minutes), we were heading out the door. I texted my sister-in-law who provides our before and after school care and told her I was taking the kids right to school with me since we were running so late.
The thing is, it appears that a truck does not start if one is not in possession of the keys. (I know, shocker.) The keys that were taken out of the ignition the night before and brought into the house. The keys that weren’t where they were supposed to be in the morning. Okay people, my things are always where they are supposed to be, so this was a bit of a stressor. I will spare you the details of how I checked and rechecked the vehicle, garage and house while frantically looking at my watch, but the bottom line is I couldn’t find them anywhere.
I got a hold of my friend/coworker, also running late, who generously agreed to come completely out of her way to pick up the three of us (she was much more concerned about the Tiffany key chain than the keys themselves) and we landed at school with precisely two minutes to spare before the bell rang. Not exactly my usual time of arrival. Luckily we both had our days planned and just hit the ground running. My students were much more amused than I at the turn of events, but hey, might as well turn it into a good story for the classroom.
Fast forward through 8 hours of being fixated on where the keys could possibly be (when I went to grab a parcel from the front door, maybe my keys fell on the steps and overnight a wild animal picked them up and took off with them?), and another teacher kindly drove us home to begin our search. Promising a cash (or valuable coin) reward to the finder, the girls and I got to work, and hallelujah, our prayers to St. Anthony were answered, and what was lost was found.
Where, you ask? Well, right on the seat of one of the kitchen chairs, neatly tucked in under the table, where I suppose I should have served my daughters a home cooked meal the night before, and none of this ever would have happened.
Did I learn my lesson and head to the stove? Nope…I handed both girls a toonie for their seeking efforts, just before hubby arrived home early with some fresh and healthy subs from Subway. Okay, fine, and a bag of soft, gooey cookies, but come on, it had been quite a day!
Disclosure: This is a sponsored post, but every word is true. Seriously, why would I make this stuff up?
Best post by far Kate!!! I can't wait to hear more of these stories.
You can't stop at two!!! LOL
OH EM GEE! Kate is human! Call the papers, this is big news!
Congratulations Kate, on sharing your guffaws. The only part that did make me cringe for you was that the email went to professional contacts, that is a bit embarrassing.
You might be surprised to know that I do have a few organized bones in this body. I lock my keys in my vehicle every night (and by locking, I mean that I only started locking it about 3 months ago). I use my keypad to open it in the morning and they keys are always in my cupholder where I left them. Purse, cell phone, jacket, shoes, lipstick…not so much but I consider the keys a bit of a success for me.
I agree with Sally and Anne, best post by far Kate. I too hate to be late for anything and was feeling your stress at not being able to find your keys – but also got a good laugh as I can imagine your stress!
We are all human at least once in our lives 🙂
I laughed so hard at your "lost keys" episode! We have all been there at some point or another!
I haven't experienced the email tragedy yet but I have sent the wrong text to the wrong person…that doesn't always go so well!
Anyway, thanks for the laughs!
Krista S.
Exhibit A: I laughed when I got the apology for the first email from you as I knew it must have gone to EVERYONE you know and then I also smiled when I got the 'reminder' email as I could just imagine your irritation with the whole magazine bonanza. But, you're right, it's probably for the best that the girls didn't win any prizes….my girls are pumped about the 14 monkey key chains they'll be receiving in a day or so….can't wait for the clutter!!
Exhibit B: Thank you St. Anthony! 🙂 Losing your keys is the worst feeling!!
I could definitely empathize with your stress in trying to get out the door on time after someone decides to 'burrow their head into a pillow' and throw a bit of a monkey wrench into the plans! It isn't always a hairdo that throws me off…could be a dirty diaper, a toddler fit, someone is 'dying' of thirst, someone refusing to get into the van to go to school because they're SOOOO nervous of going out for recess etc etc. Whatever the reason, it doesn't exactly start the day off on a relaxing foot. Glad you got through it all and can laugh about it. 🙂