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Made beeswax candles yesterday. They are imperfect and a bit lumpy, like me. It was a good first attempt though. I think it will get better with practice.


We had this grand plan for today. Well, I had the grand plan. Everyone else was just supposed to cooperate. We were supposed to do school this morning, handwork at noon time, dentist in the afternoon and then come home and bake tons of bread somewhere during and after all that. Well, handwork got cancelled due to barfing children, whom thankfully aren't mine. The dental visit got upped by the dentist's receptionist to "as soon as you can get here" while still eating breakfast in our pajamas this morning. This was due to an eight year old's panic attack at realizing he wasn't going to be able to get all loopy before the needle went into his little gums. This resulted in the need for pre-meds and gas before taking two baby teeth out. Since they only pre-medicate on an empty stomach they prefer to do those first thing in the morning. So we had to jump into some clothes and race to the dentist's office. It was a long morning. We got home well after lunchtime. Some cranky, some still tired, some starving because breakfast was rudely halted, some half numb and half sore with a bad attitude because after all of that neither the loopy juice nor the gas prevented the awareness or sensation of the needles going into the gums not once but twice.


My head feels like it is goinig to explode. So by the time I properly fed and bathed the children and attempted to straighten up the mess we left, and the mess I was left with after the weekend, it is right now. The day is practically over. I have to make dinner and try to get ready to start over tomorrow. Nothing was accomplished. I honestly did start out with the best of intentions.

Posted by gwendolyn on May 06, 2002 at 04:48 PM