I don’t have many crappy days but yesterday was definitely one of them. While there were a myriad of reasons why I couldn’t wait for the day to end, I’ll give you the Cliffs Notes version:
1. My presentation at Maya’s school didn’t go as well as I’d hoped. The kids liked the book but not the samosas. One kid said “These are too spicy!” and then all hell broke loose and all I could hear were resounding cries of “Yes, too spicy!” Followed by a chorus of “Hot, hot hot.” It didn’t help that most kids went to town on the chips and salsa the teachers provided for Cinco de Mayo. I assumed that letting the teachers know I was bringing a snack ensured there wouldn’t be two afternoon snacks. Silly me.
Oh and the flags that I’d printed out for the kids to color? Apparently there was no time for coloring, even though I was well within my 20 minute slot. Instead the teacher just stuffed one in each child’s mailbox. We all know that flag went home with an overtired mother who threw it uncolored into the recycling pile along with the rest of the junk mail she had in her hand.
So much for that.
2. After the presentation I took Maya to the park where I proceeded to get into an argument with quite possibly the most annoying 9-year-old I’ve ever encountered. What was his transgression you ask? He took Maya’s turn on the spinner. He literally just pushed her out of the way and hopped on. I told him he needed to get off and wait his turn but all he did was scream a bunch of very obnoxious words right in my face. So even though the voice of reason told me to walk away I put my foot on the spinner so he couldn’t move and I told him to get off. Then his equally annoying mother comes over and says, “Oh, he was waiting in line over by the swings, he was next!” Call me crazy but the line by the swings is the line for…the swings!
I’ll spare you the lengthy details of our 5 minute conversation but imagine an annoying kid yelling rude things and pointing at me while his mother looks on and laughs. And there you have another reason why I hate living in Los Angeles.
3. After dinner Maya and I had some words about why she didn’t eat her lunch. Again. “I was too full, Mama.” Funny she should mention that because the little traitor had no problem filling up on the chips and salsa at snack time. Apparently my samosas were “too spicy” for her too. The evening ended with me force-feeding her the rest of her lunch while I worried she would throw up on me out of spite.
But since today is a new day with a low risk of vomit and park arguments can I share with you one of the few good things that happened yesterday? Remember the terrible customer service I experienced regarding my defective sweater? Well my sweater and I were reunited thanks to a kind manager at Cusp who had a new, hole-free sweater shipped from Boston for me. She also said that if it rips again I can return it with no problem.
I have no idea why this particular sweater makes me so happy but I am going to go with it. Life is too short to dwell on the negatives for too long.