Bad Day 127 - Child 2's Awesome Day

Honestly, I'd say today was fairly awesome.  It wasn't amazingly over the top awesome, but it wasn't completely dry and bland either.  It all started when I ended up doing pretty well on my English project in school by not freaking out in front of the class and presenting it well.  Then, it picked up again when my friend and I had fun towards the end of Science by working out a crazy variation of our handshake we share between our small circle of friends.  And finally, the awesomeness continued on even more when we all got to have pizza for dinner and watch the 4th Harry Potter movie, I finished most of my homework,  and afterwards I got to go to a youth group activity where I got to hang out with my friends,  make a totally awesome t-shirt which I got to paint my own design on, and we all got donuts afterwards.

I can't really think of anything else to write, and I can't even think of anything to complain about either, but one thing I know for a fact is that this woman in Denver is having a worse day than us.  She tried to get out of jury duty by claiming that she had PTSD, and then bragged about it on a radio show months later, which the judge who she told that she was ill happened to be listening to.  So thank you, jury dodger lady, for allowing me to be grateful that I won't try to get out of performing a civic duty once I'm old enough to perform it, or ever attempt to fake having a serious life-threatening mental illness.

Bad Day 126--Child 1's Attempt at Humor

Today I, Child 1, am attempting to fill my mother's place as the author of "365 Bad Days".

I have absolutely no idea what to write about so here goes nothing.

This past week our oldest cousin of my mother's side is in town and staying with us while my parents are frolicking down the beaches of Greece together like a less intense intro to Baywatch.

However, we've decided that while they're soaking up the sun (reflecting it, hopefully) we're having our own version of fun. This includes watching Psych, Modern Family, Parks and Recreation, and Breaking Amish like there's no tomorrow. Okay not really, but it passes the time by after we finish homework and don't want to go to bed. Tomorrow I'm dragging "Niece 1" to Mt. Vernon to receive extra credit for my IB US history class. I expect to find a secret entrance of some sort and will be looking in every nook and cranny for a clue to finding a national treasure. Can you tell I'm using as much time as I can with "Niece 1" to soak up all the possible knowledge I can gain from DC and other historical resources for my history class? (It's that bad)

So since my mom always complains about everything in her blog posts, I have something very irritating to talk about. About two weeks ago my photography teacher assigned us to complete a roll of film with pictures of "lines" as in like "Oh, there's a fence, it has lots of lines, I think I'll take a picture of it". So I got as creative as possible and even dragged Child 3 out into Hurricane Sandy to get my last 15 shots or so in order to finish my roll of film. When we developed the film however, most of my shots were "over exposed" (for those of you who aren't as photog savvy as I, it means I left the shutter open too long and let too much light into my lense) and now I'm stuck using the lamer pictures I took (photos of trees) for my project. Great. How creative right? Well maybe that's my weekly lesson. Never ignore your aperture settings...

As for the daily comparison of those having a worse day than us:
This entire neighborhood takes the gold.
In the middle of the night the house pictured above just went kablooey all over the place. Police haven't been able to trace a source of the explosion. My thoughts go out to the families effected by this tragedy.

This has been Child 1 with "365 Bad Days", and with that I say: Top that, Child 2.

Bad Day 125--Not so bad.

Today we arrived in Greece, and I have to say, for a country whose government is completely a mess, it is one spectacular place. It's easy to see why it's such a popular tourist destination.

My stomach is a little better and I've actually been eating, but right now I'm a little sick and extremely tired. And I miss the children. I wore the evening gown Child 3 packed for me with the pearl bracelet tonight. I left the tweed pumps at home. It was really nice to dress up and look pretty. Too bad the dancing I was so looking forward to was one elderly British couple dancing to a sad cd of Lawrence Welk music. So no dancing but a lovely night anyway.

Who is having a worse day than me? Many, many people, but definitely the oils man with his plastic girlfriend who thought that a white denim jacket was formal. With no tie. And lots of icky gray chest hair. Yuck.

Guest blogging starts tomorrow night! (Mock away, children. I can take it.)

Bad Day 124--I'm cheating.

So I figured out that I can compose on the app on my phone offline and then upload after I connect to the internet. So I think I can blog for less than $1/day which its way more affordable than the $20 I thought it was going to cost me. Child 1 should still feel free to guest guest blog, though because I was kind of looking forward to that.

Today we went to some city in Italy that starts with a p that I can never remember because I can't pronounce it. But it is on the cliffs of Volare which I totally can remember because we had a Plymouth Volare station wagon when I was little and my Dad sang that song every time we went for a drive in that car. The city its an old, Medieval town carved out of white stone and was spectacular. It was so beautiful that Husband ignored me the whole time because he was taking pictures with his fancy camera that he made me lug over from the US. Then he ate pizza in front of me which I can't eat because of the gluten. If I don't have Celiac, I'm going to be really mad that I didn't get to eat pizza in Italy. Or pasta. Although I did have both risotto and gelato again today. Here, they put whipped cream on top of the gelato which was delicious.

Tomorrow is Greece. I'm very excited for the olives which are glutenless.

Today, the Russian lady on the cruise who insisted on wearing her gold lame (pronounced lamay but my phone can't handle accents) puffy coat in 70 degree weather is definitely having a worse day than me. I put on sunscreen and I still got a little pink. She was sweltering and looked really dumb.

Bad Day 123--I'm not paying for this

We found out today that cruise ships make up for their outrageously expensive prices by charging even more exorbitant fees for internet access. So this will be my last post for a while because we need to save our money so we can afford to watch the children argue on skype which is what they did tonight instead of talking to us. Child 1 says she might guest post for me. I am prepared to be mocked.

Just one observation and then the bad day: when filling out a questionnaire on stress, we had to rate our stress level from 1-10. I put 8 because Husband is serving in Afghanistan. Husband said 2. 2! So not fair.

Everyone in the Kardashian family is having a worse day than me--just because I don't like them and I am on a boat in the Adriatic with Husband which is pretty awesome so they couldn't bee happier than me right now. But I do miss the children (but not The Dog.)

Bad Day 122--It really happened!

I'm actually here in Venice with Husband and and I kind of can't believe it. We've been planning this for months and I always thought something was going to wreck it, but now I'm in the same room with Husband and I can touch him and he's real.

We had dinner at a very romantic restaurant and he bought me flowers and I ate too much rissotto which was delicious and had no gluten. Venice is as lovely as you can imagine and I can now check a gondola ride off my bucket list.

Tomorrow, we leave on a cruise for the Greek Isles. I hope the food on board will be better than the gluten free airline food which I have to day was awful. Breakfast was a rice cake and applesauce. See what I mean about how easy it will be to lose weight? I couldn't choke down the rice cake even when I tried dipping it in the applesauce. Everyone else eating their eggs and croissants was laughing at me.

I'm still blogging on my phone, and I can't figure out how to link, but David Petraeus is having a worse day than me. You would think the CIA director would be smarter than John Edwards and stay away from his biographer but apparently not. So thank you, General, for illustrating just how great my marriage is. I feel bad for your wife.

Bad Day 121--Away we go!

I'm blogging on my phone again because I'm at the airport waiting to board my flight that will take me to be with Husband. I'm sicker than a dog, but I'm going anyway. I'll just lie in our cabin and nap all week long. It will be lovely.

I has the blood test this morning. I'm praying they will find something. I'm starting a gluten-free diet anyway, just in case. I have to say I can see why people lose weight on this diet because there is nothing to eat. Nothing! I had 1/2 of a hamburger patty and an avocado for lunch. It was that or scrambled eggs. Those were the only gluten free things on the menu.

So who is having a worse day than me? The children. Because I am leaving them and they are mad, mad, mad. Thank goodness for fabulous Niece 1 whom they love or they'd never have let me go. I'm sorry girls. I promise next time to take you with me. I love you with all my heart. Now, finish your homework and do your chores. That means you, Child 3! Painting your fingernails does NOT count as a chore. (I told you I was psychic!)