I hate to admit it, but I am at McCafe again (just repeating the word gives me the shivers). It’s the only place with Internet close to my daughter’s gym class. I’ve still got one more meeting to go before the night is over. Did you ever have one of those days where EVERYTHING is scheduled on the same day? This morning the Internet was on for like….oh ten minutes. Rather than resort to cleaning my storage room, I went out for run. It was the only time for myself in a day of spinning events wrapped around the children.

Music presentation; gym class; birthday party; gym class; school meeting……..Oh the humanity! I even started out the day backwards and showered before I got all sweaty due to the running and high humidity. I think the nannies must thing I am a bit cuckoo at times. I mean imagine them as they watch me run around, carting kids as if I was mad, trying to get to it all on time as if I was Chicken Little in fear of the sky falling on my head. These ladies come not only from Costa Rica, but el campo. They take buses, and that alone makes what I do impossible. I can’t begin to imagine what it is like for mother’s with kids that have special needs in situations where they have to take the bus. My son is heavy, and the stroller is incredibly awkward. We’d stay home.

absorbing all this faux Italian atmosphere, and hoping the sky won’t fall on my head.