1:30 am. Yell at Ben for keeping me up so late watching 24.
8:15 am. Yell at Ben when he kindly gets me up in the morning. Apologize to Ben for my horrible attitude I have in the mornings, then remember to apologize for previous night. Get to therapy by 9 am… well, close. Look like crap. Very sweaty and hungry. Debate going to funeral of someone I knew, (but not that well). Decide not to go because either I have to go home, change into something appropriate and most likely get back late to get Summit, or take Summit with me, skip his therapy and be the person with the screaming baby. Feel like crap all morning for not going to the funeral. Call Ben to say I love you because you just never know when you could loose the person you love. Get lecture from therapists and administration for not having Summit’s TEFRA paperwork info in yet. He’ll probably have to leave therapy at the end of the year because I’m a bad mom and not had time to fill out inch of paperwork and get copies of every important document in our lives for this program. Feel very guilty and crappy about this. I’m hurting Summit, VOW TO CHANGE. and get paperwork done by Thursday.
Get home, feed Summit, call Drew to make sure he’s on his way so I can not be late to 12 pm focus group. tidy up a little. Drew is running late… Summit is in crib going to sleep, very calm… should I go? Drew is veeeryyy close… walk out door, get in car- waiting for DHS to come take Summit to a safer home- OHTHANKGOD there is Drew, speed to focus group. Having had fed Summit lunch and being by then so starved I ate a bag of fritos, I’m not hungry for the gourmet meal provided by the sponsors. Crap-ola.
leave 2 hours later, run quick errand, get Drew lunch as payment, run home to SCREAMING BABY. What the? Ohhhhh I forgot that brothers don’t change poopie diapers! 
Calm down screaming child. check e-mail. Cruddla, need to meet girl by 3. not happenin’. OK, plan B. Pack up child with food and toys, drive all the way to in-the-country-outside-of-Farmington-towards-Prairie-Grove pick up lovely 10th grade girl. go to Wal-Mart. Ask shopper, not Wal-Mart employee, where the craft section is. Poo. embarrassing. Girl rocks, is awesome and love hanging out with her! go back to in-the-country girl’s house to make journal for bible study for the girl from across the world so she doesn’t feel any weirder than she does already. Brilliant idea of cascading mountain ranges in front of each other looks like cheap road side Navajo Art. Pooh on a stick.
Realize I need to leave to cook dinner for husband, but crap-ola the traffic is bad the he finally ate scraps (rest of the fritos) for dinner and feel bad. Had promised to cook. Never cook! ARG. am so flustered am not hungry. at 7 pm start making “easy, healthy, purees” to cleverly mix into dishes so husband and child will eat healthier. this will be a cinch.
3 hours later…
neck hurts, shoulder throbs, horribly messy kitchen, goo on walls… but have 6 months of healthy goo… actually, closer to 3. Pooh. am tired and miserable. Head ache.
Gotta go, Ben put 24 on.