More Dentist Drama

So we rescheduled for the dentist for today. Talan was here early so off we went. The dentist is in Decatur at least a thirty minute drive. It took us 40 minutes with traffic. We get there and I'm signing in and they ask to see our insurance card. So I give it to them and they tell me they only take medicaid. I pass them the sheet of paper that we came with from our dentist and I said..."they sent me here"...in my head I think who am I going to yell at, you because last week you almost made me cry and now you say you can't see me or my dentist who made me waist my precious $2.69 a gal gas, because they sent me to the wrong place. Anyway the receptionist was very kind and called another dentist(I think they are all connected) and set up an appointment with them for Isabella on Wednesday. I end up not yelling at anyone BUT I do tell Rob about it. We will once again travel to another town but it is closer...it should only take half the time...the saga continues...

Just a note so Rob doesn't think I left him out. This weekend we canned. We made pickles, salsa and Rob has been wanting to can okra for years and Saturday he finally did it. We were busy but it was a good time. The kids were not interested in the process though. Maybe next year.

Search for Birth Certificate

So today I needed to find my birth certificate.(Kinda should have already found it) So I said "OK when was the last time I saw it"...February 17th, I needed to get an Alabama drivers license, nothing like waiting til the last minute, eh? So I searched the coat I wore the purse I used, couldn't find it. Then I started to panic...I decided to look through every diaper bag and purse that I own. Couldn't find it, BUT I found $.83 and lots of paper garbage. Good cleaning I thought but where could it be, so I called Rob I said I can't find it. He said he took out the file box so I could check that...I did, my thought "didn't we just clean this out?"(Rob is a pack rat!) Nothing okay next I looked in the safety deposit box, every one's birth certificate is there including copies and Rob's dads. OK now what...so I go to Rob's side of the computer desk, very cluttered, sometimes I put things up for him to put away. Cleaned a shelf nothing. Go to my junk drawer and look, clean it out.( now it is organized for a few months) Nothing, time to bring in the big guns because I need this TODAY! I go in the bedroom and pray to Heavenly Father for him to help me find it. I call Rob again, he suggest that it may be in the ammo case, because when he went shooting he put the papers in there temporarily. Wasn't there and I had no idea how many bullets we had(my dad gave them to us) Last resort, I cleaned off the computer desk...it's bad when I found that the majority of the things on the desk were mine, oops! Didn't find the paper but the desk is clean. I gave up, for a bit. I made the kids lunch and put the boys down for a nap. Then I researched the file box and was in the process of researching my junk drawer... there it was, YEAH! Complete, now Isabella can play the computer(I told her she'd have to wait til I found the paper) So that is the end of my Birth certificate experience.

The moral of this story, put things back where they belong, NOT where you found them!

Dentist Day

Today the day started out EARLY. Too early, Cole decided last night not to eat dinner sooo, he was hungry and woke up every three hours wanting..."white milk chocolate milk" translated means chocolate milk only water was offered and then there was an uproar ..."NO WATER, WHITE MILK CHOCOLATE MILK" over and over through the night. He finally gave up around five and joined Rob and I in our bed. Cole is such a Momma's boy. So Rob was up shortly after 6. My alarm doesn't go off until 6:50(YEAH), then I roll out of bed. Seven thirty get the kids up, Cole would sleep til 8 or longer in our bed and Isabella is our night owl so she likes to sleep in anyways. Up, up, up we've got to leave for the dentist in one hour. Get dressed, eat breakfast, a chocolate covered donut that Isabella and Nanna picked out last night, wash face, brush teeth very well (dentist today), brush hair Isabella's least favorite, do hair and get shoes on. Talan (little boy I watch) is supposed to be here at 8:30. It's 8:30 where is Chris(Talans dad), phone rings Chris..."I'm late and I'm still ten minutes away"...I tell him come and I'll go get gas and meet him here...In my mind I know I'm going to miss this appointment but I hold out, get gas and get back, look at the clock and notice that I will not make it(Decatur is where we have to go 30 minutes away) So I call and explain, they put me on hold and then sternly when they get back on the line say we don't reschedule first appointments if they are late or broken at that time I start to cry trying to hold it together...I hate being late for anything and I'm not good at being scolded either, so I just listened and then she said she will this time reschedule for Monday so there you go. That was all before nine this morning. I still have piano, visiting teaching, swimming lessons, and relief society today through tonight.