Crazy Day

So, today I was very excited about making a Texas flag pillow case dress for a little girl who's 1st birthday party we attended tonight. I used bandannas for fabric because I thought that they epitomize the Texas stereotype. I went to Brian's parents' home to use my Mother-in-law's sewing machine, mine is having issues. The dress turned out way cute and it went together really fast once Cameron went on a walk with Grandma.
Apparently at some point in time the driver's side passenger door was slightly opened and not closed, you couldn't even tell it was open at all. When Cameron & I went to leave around 12:30-1:00 the battery was dead it wouldn't even turn over it just made clicking noises. We tried to jump it, but after 20 minutes, and still nothing, decided that the battery had bit the dust. Cameron was way over due for a nap by the time all of the attempts of jumping the battery were done and while I went inside to change his diaper and nurse him to sleep I was blessed to have Brian's Aunt take the battery out so we could take it in and have Autozone take care of getting rid of it. Cameron slept for about an hour and then around 3:40 we went in to pick up my sister-in-law from work, go to the bank, get a new battery (which came to around $90, $10 of which were TX taxes and a TX battery fee), then stop and get milk for my Mother-in-law. By the time we got back her house it was 5:10 and my goal of getting Brian by 5:30 were shot. Brian's Aunt helped put the battery in and when we went to check that it worked couldn't find my keys.
I had given my keys to my sister-in-law (who was on a walk at the time we were looking for the keys) at the super market because I had no pockets and Cameron was throwing them. After another half hour of searching, my mother-in-law even hopped on a bike and went in pursuit of her, we finally found them underneath her seat and a whole bunch of other junk she had shoved under there. The car started, Hurray! I am so grateful for all the help I received. I picked up Brian around 6:30, the time the birthday party we were going to was started (I hate being late). I was very grumpy with Brian, and he was super patient and kind with me. I have such a great husband.
We went straight to the party despite both my & Cameron's griminess from the day and despite the fact that Cameron was very grumpy and despite the fact that I hadn't even taken a picture of the dress I made ( if the recipient's mother happens to read this would she mind sending me a couple of pictures of the dress please?) or wrapped it. We stayed a grand total of 10, maybe 15, minutes before Cameron started melting down. We got home and Brian popped in a frozen pizza and we watched old Pluto the dog cartoons & then an old Cary Grant & Catherine Hepburn movie called Holiday while eating ice cream for dessert.
Yes, that is right you read correctly, I vegged and let Cameron watch at least 2 hours of TV before he passed out. He obviously didn't spend the whole 2 hours watching TV, but I still feel terribly guilty for letting him watch TV despite our staunch no TV before 2 rule. However, I guess everyone has their moments where they just don't have the physical or emotion energy to deal and tonight was one of those moments for me. I still feel bad about it though, I feel like I am a grown up and should be able to control my emotions better than being super grumpy toward my family for something they didn't even do or have control over. I feel like I took the lazy way out by just popping in a movie even though I have taken drastic measures, even left parties or events to avoid having Cameron watch TV on many occasions.
Anyway, I just want to let you know how grateful I am to my family. Cameron still loves me. Brian went out of his way to make sure I was happy and degrumpified. I had the help of Brian's Mom & Aunt which made a the situation manageable. I really am blessed.