My Road to BlogHer 08 Friday Night

Friday my day went something like this:

• Get up at 6:00 for shower
• Lament burned out plug in the bathroom.
  
• Get Jake dressed, fed and on bus in a 12 minute time span.
  
• Wonder if I have permanent brain damage from electric shock yesterday from said plug.
• Help sister pack everything and two boys into her car and watch her drive away.
• Entertain Lucy.
• Gather all of the left over parts from bathroom remodel for returns to Home Depot
• Glance at scary unblown hair and wonder how long it is going to take for us to either finish remodel in bathroom #2 or fix plug in bathroom #1.
• Realize that my makeup bag is in my sister's car.
• Call sister.
• Make plans to meet in a parking lot three cities away.
• Put screaming needs-a-nap Lucy in car.
• Drive to other city.
  
• Go through drive through for iced tea and lunch for sleeping Lucy just in case she wakes up hungry.
• Wait in parking lot with starving Lucy. Give myself an internal "High 2" for remembering to have lunch ready (I don't get the full 5 becuase the "lunch" consists of a fried burger, french fries and apple juice).
• Meet my sister, get makeup bag.
• Go to Home Depot parking lot, and realize that I do not have the correct receipt.
• Head home.
• I can't remember all of this part because it is a blur but things like poopy diapers, crying, snacking and dirty dishes happened.
• Empty trash can from the deck.
• Carry trash bag across kitchen and head towards back door.
• Get all the way past the gate and to the outside trash area.
• Realize that trash bag has a hole and is leaking murky liquid.
• Figure out that murky liquid also has maggots in it.
• Retrace steps and find out that there is a maggot trail a la Hansel and Gretel all the way back to the kitchen door.
  
• Remember that maggots are one of the few things I can barely tolerate on the planet. Another one is arrogant people who are boring. Ponder if those two things are the same thing.
• Don gloves, gather papertowels and 409 spray and pray that my two children don't have maggots between their toes.
• Clean it all up. Ugh.
• Sit down at computer to feel better.
• Get IM from Descartes..."Do you want me and the kids to drive you to SF so you can meet up with BlogHer peeps for after party?"
• Nearly cry at my good fortune.
• Search out public transit options.
  
• Scramble to get get changed, fix hair (lament loss of bathroom plug again!) and find two shoes which match.
• Pile children in car and drive to Descartes' office.
• Race to BART train. Make train by two minutes.
• Arrive in San Francisco after cozy BART nap wearing a clean shirt, lipstick and pants.
  
• Find dear friend Squid nearly immediately.
• Drink and laugh and chat and finally get to meet with Blog heroine Kristina Chew.
  
• Dine with Squid and LeftCoastMom and I, Asshole. Laugh a lot.
  
• Get a ride home from the exhausted and responsible driver Squid.
• Fall into bed. Happy. Tired. Happy.