There have been days in my life where I've leaped from my bed with a song in my heart, hair bouncing and eyes sparkling. Days when the coffee tastes better, the weather is milder, the hours long enough and the sense of accomplishment comes naturally.

Today was not one of those days. I woke up late. My hair was flat on one side and crazy on the other. The song in my heart went a little something like "uhhhhhhn." The coffee was cold. The weather was hot. Don't even get me started on the hours.

My son was whining and grousing about having to go to school.

"Mommy, I don't want to go. I'm not feeling well."
"Tough shizzle, young man. You are going."

Whine whine laller laller laller.

I finally got them thrown in the van and dumped out at their classrooms, and came home, ready to get some stuff done. I was tapping away at the emails in my inbox when the internet died. THE INTERNET DIED. NOOOOOOOOOO!

So, yeah. Our phone service, which has been intermittent and scratchy? They decided to fix it this morning by turning everything off. And then knocking on my door and telling me that they are fixing it, like, Monday-ish?

Hell to the no.

Fuming, I dialed up our cable provider and signed up for their internet and prepared to run out the door to pick up the cable modem when my cell phone rang again, with a message from the school office. My son had just puked.

GREAT!

My internet was broken. My kid was hurling. I had bad hair.

ENOUGH!

So, I picked up the kid, picked up the install kit at the cable office, picked up some 7up and Saltines at the store (while my greenish son rode in the basket of the cart clutching a plastic baggy for any puking) and returned home to find my internet restored, but my phone still out.

Whatever DSL company. You're history anyway.

Today flew by, and I'm still hours out from finishing everything - everything including my review of Wii Boogie which will be up in the morning. Go see!