Sunday, August 23, 2009

A Few Tears

So when was the last time YOU cried? Not your kids...YOU...well mine was yesterday afternoon. Let me explain...so we started the day off great with a big breakfast at home with our family and playing around our house. We then headed to St. Michael for the St. Michael Parade at 11:00. The kids were great, had so much fun, and got a ton of candy. After that things went downhill.

Andy had to run into work because he had all the locks replaced in the school and he got a call that one of the locks would not lock so he was meeting the guy there to have him fix it. So he took Cody with him and Kali and I went to the carnival. So we went and got some cash at the ATM. I just took my card and my cell phone with and left the rest of my stuff with Andy. So we walked to the carnival and stood in line for cheese curds ( my favorite) and some food for Kali only to find out after about 10 minutes their stand was not working. So Kali really wanted to go on rides, so I went and got $10 worth of tickets. She went on one ride and as I was getting her out of the ride I stepped off the ride into a huge pile of mud..yuck. SO we decided to go on the ride where you sit on a big sack and go down a big slide. She loved this at the Buffalo Days carnival. So we went on it and got up and walked to the next ride. By this time it was 1:00 and Kali was getting hungry so I reached into my pocket for my money only to discover it was gone. So I went back to slide ride assuming it fell out there. I got there and asked and yes some guy saw my money and he said another guy went to turn it in. So I followed him around the carnival looking for the guy who was going to turn my money in..and of course we didn't find him. So by now Kali is crying because she is hungry and wants to play a fishing game and a duck game which I have no money to let her do. SO I tell the guy, thanks for helping me and decide to walk to the grocery store and to feed her since I have a credit card. I reach into my pocket again and realize that not only was my money gone so was my check card/credit card. SO I kind of start to freak out. I have no money, no credit card, a muddy foot, a hungry kid, and a cell phone that has almost a dead battery. I go back to the ticket booth to ask again if some money and a credit card is turned in and the lady working it give me a sad look and says, " Of course not honey." I am asking every vendor and again go back to the slide where it fell out of my pocket. The guy that was running the booth stopped his booth to help me look for the "honest" guy that went to turn my stuff in. We still did not find him. Kali is crying this entire time and I am very close. People are giving me sad looks as my daughter is crying, " Mommy, I am hungry or I want to do that." So I finally realize I just need to quit looking, so I grab my cell phone to call Andy, only to discover my battery is almost dead. I quickly call him and tell him he needs to come get us. We start walking back to the grocery store, sit on the curb and wait for Andy and I start to think of the helpless mother I am right now..no cash, no credit card, no car, we are both thirsty, hot, and tired. Kali is upset and so I. I start to cry as I wait for him to come and get us. As I am sitting there in my self-pity, a van pulls up and stops and out jumps Lisa. Lisa is my daycare lady..but much more than that she is a great friend who would do anything for anyone. She said, " Oh my gosh, I was driving by and my kids said, "MOM, that is Brandi sitting there crying"..I was like "No it is not", and they are like "YES IT IS!! STOP!! What is wrong? " I break down big time..she hugs me, tries to get me to come in her van, and gives me money,..and I explain in my weeping state that Andy is coming..I just felt so helpless. As she was talking to me, Andy pulls up and I get in the car crying. I know it is silly isn't it?? He had already canceled our bank card/credit card, since the "honest man" never returned it. So I was out $30 cash and a bunch of tickets..not a big deal. My lesson is to try take things a little less seriously and if someone woman is every running to and from every booth at a carnival ask her how you can help rather than just give her weird looks. What an afternoon we had!


Here are a few pictures of the fun parade!


1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Yuck - what an afternoon. I have cried at those hopeless/helpless moments, too. Good to know we're both normal!!