a little rant

I just thought I would pop in to post about my horrible terrible very bad no good mood. We went to the doctor today for Izzy's immunizations. We sat and waited and waited and waited and waited... ugh. Anyway, she had her five year old well child check. The pediatrician was impressed with her great health. You can't beat God for good health... anyway, she weighs 43 pounds. Which began my bad mood btw. I had to weigh for the nurse and then holding izzy to get her weight. That was fun, not! I won't mention my weight but let's just say that it called for a stop by chili's for carryout to celebrate my pudginess. Izzy was good patient, she hadn't seen the dr. since her last child check... a whole year ago! That alone is a miracle. Anyway, she had to get three shots. She cried and cried. It was pitiful. Next we were sent to the lab for a blood count. When the lady pricked Izzy's little finger two things happened... 1) blood went everywhere! and 2) Izzy cried worse than when she had the shots! So, we were off with a pretty but tight silvery bandaid.
I had to run by the credit union and since I had Iz we hit the drive through. BIG MISTAKE!!! I promise you we were behind one white minivan for at least 30 minutes while they sent and received stuff in that little capsule! HELLO!!!! If you need to do major banking business, GO INTO THE LOBBY!!!!! The drive through is for quick banking and when you do finally finish your extended bank visit, PULL UP SO THE REST OF THE LINE CAN HAVE A TURN. I dropped off my check and was out in maybe 30 seconds.. sheesh. Can you tell I wasn't lying in the first line of this post. I think it is important to give you a glimpse of the darker side of Annie. What do you think of me now? (I can see the joker in batman when I am typing that btw).
So I called in some fat food from Chili's, drove home, fed my face & Izzy too. I had to get cheesecake from Chili's for poor little Izzy 'cause she just had shots ya'll! I'm sure you understand my logic and she was much too tired to eat the whole piece so I, being the good mama I am... ATE THE REST!!! I'm enjoying cap lock, can you tell?
This is therapeutic, I should rant more often.
So, I go pick Amanda up from the place where no one knows how to drive high school and we are literally in line for 20 more minutes and I am plumb sick of my suburban by this point. Even though it is very very clean, I want to be home blogging for goodness sakes...
Then an ambulance and firetruck come by and really mess up the flow. WHEW, we are finally home.
Since being home the only negative thing so far was when Amanda was trying to put a plate with popcorn chicken (after school snack) in the microwave, Bailey made a ninja move to get the microwave first and so the kitchen floor was showered with little popcorn chickens, ick. Then I had to keep them from a physical altercation... everyone is just tired, it's the first week of school. They are all in their spaces with sunshiny faces, and the doctor just called and told me that little Jose's blood work was all normal. JOSE WHO??? Oh, yes, Isabelle's is too.
All's well that ends well right?