sarah budd and the horrible, no good, very bad day

last night i started feeling rather sick with a cold. i didn't take any medicine but apparently by about 3am i was pretty miserable with a sinus infection. i actually had a dream where someone (i think it may have been joanne) was telling me to get up and take some medicine. so i woke up, and took some medicine. it didn't help too much. today was spent doing quiet, sick things, like not getting dressed and watching long movies (monsters inc instead of the normal sesame street/dora) i basically just sat in my wonderful glider and waited until nap time when i was hoping hoping that i'd get to go back to sleep again. i don't remember actually falling asleep - i thought i just laid in bed for an hour, but dave says i did (he came home for lunch). at about 2 o'clock (which is naptime) i remembered that i had a demarle show tonight. I thought, well, i'll just take a nap and suck it up. by about 3 o'clock i was ready to call and cancel, but then realized it would be extremely tacky to cancel three-ish hours before you're supposed to show. so i figured i just wouldn't touch any of the food. so i got up, took a shower, which always helps, and set about to start making the cake that i always take. isaiah was awake, but ellen was still sleeping. I got everything out and realized i was out of oil. crap. i tend to wait till the last minute to make the cake so its as fresh as possible, so i didn't have a lot of time. i let ellen sleep another twenty or thirty minutes and then woke her up to go to the store. i still had to get both kids dressed since this had been a pajama day so by this point i was really short on time. we got to the store and got our oil and got the cake made just fine. while it was cooking ellen, isaiah and i were sitting at the table munching an apple. ellen ran out to get her water (still in bed from naptime) and came running back into the kitchen and smacked her face incredibly hard right onto the kitchen table. i thought my poor baby had broken her nose. she was screaming bloody murder. i even called dave at work and freaked him out asking what a broken nose would look like. but after about 15 minutes of death wail, ellen calmed down and said "i'm okay mom. it's okay now." in the calmest voice in the world. isaiah had been crying and screaming this whole time as well, cause i guess it's pretty scary to see a bloody ellen whose screaming. ellen then told me "i like bumping my nose on the table." "you do? why is that ? because of the attention you're getting?" "yes!" she replied. which broke my heart and set us all off crying again. poor girly likes getting injured so i'll give the her some attention. gee whiz - what a great parent. we all settled down and i started getting dressed for the show. i put on a bit of perfume, which isn't really normal for me, but i found it in the medicine cabinet and thought it would be fun. i sprayed myself straight in the face. it felt like i had gotten it into my eyes, but they didn't burn and i didn't go blind so i figured i was fine. i was starting to get antsy because dave wasn't home yet and i needed to leave. about the time i tried calling his cell, i noticed a police car pulling past our house real slow. i had horrific visions of him being in an accident or something, but dave had pulled in on his moped right in front of him and the officer was just wondering about his moped and making sure it was all street legal ( i think). so i rush out the door after watching that exchange from the kitchen window and went off to my show. i found the house just fine and the host and her friend and i started making the food (with them doing all of the food touching). she warned me her oven was a bit hot, so i turned it down some and made a mental note to check the food before the timer went off. the first thing, cream cheese tartlets, cook for about 15 minutes. i checked them at 10 and they were all rather crispy looking. nice little burned peaks of cream cheese. whooops. so for the next thing, asparagus, i think i pulled it out too early so it was a bit limp. and then for the chicken, somehow i hadn't communicated the ingredients we would need properly so it was a bit of an experiment with some new ingredients. i never did try it but nobody complained, so it must have been okay. but pretty much none of the food that i made came out well. and that's not good when its a cooking show. as everyone was ready, i grabbed the plate of cream cheese tartlets and dropped half of them on the floor. it was a great group of women who all knew each other really well and had a lot of fun with each other so the night was very entertaining. when it came to order time, everyone who ordered decided to take advantage of the sale this month. this is generally a great thing and i always sell a lot of the sale item. this month, however, the sale item is the business kit. it's an incredible deal and it was really what everyone should have bought (based on what they wanted and were planning on spending anyway). the only bummer is i now have five new reps who have no intention of ever selling anything (so i won't make any money later) and i'm not 100% sure, but i don't think i get any sort of payout on the business kit. so all of that and i didn't make a dime tonight. which is not all bad, cause it was really a fun show. but it was seriously a crazy day.