Yesterday was not a good day. I ended up having to take my 6 year old with me to work because of daycare issues (my lady has been weird lately). So, needless to say, yesterday was a crazy morning. I hadn’t been at work for two hours when I received a text message… from my sitter… freaking out because my 3 year old was calling her daughter a fucking monkey and this HAD TO STOP. I was so, so, SO blown away. I replied that he was saying funky monkey, like he always says… it’s from a cartoon… and has no racial implications. And she says that he told her that his Mommy and Daddy say it, too. Well no SHIT! He says you’re a funky monkey, and we say NO you’re a funky monkey! Anyway, we got it straightened out eventually, but I was so MAD that I sent my husband (I had stuff I had to get done at work and there was no way I could leave) to go get him. So, now we have no daycare, no money to pay for a new daycare (since we paid 2 weeks in advance and she’s obviously not going to refund our money, and I am using my last two vacation days today and tomorrow to try to find a daycare that we can’t afford. AGHHHHHH What makes me so mad is that she would even think that a 3 year old would even be capable of that kind of hate… she knows him, and she knows us. She’s been our lady for over 5 months. Obviously we are not racist or we would not have our son at a daycare where he is the only white person. And do you know the craziest part? Lil man hurt himself last night and came to lay with me on the couch (while I was watching Mamma Mia… FABULOUS!!) and hubbs said he was so cute or something. I said yes, for a horrible racist, he is pretty cute, making light of the horrible day we had. My husband had NO idea what I was talking about!! He thought the whole reason she was mad was because lil man had dropped the F Bomb!! He didn’t know she took it as a racial slur!!! My husband is so naive! Oh, and like my BFF pointed out… he is 3 and talks like a 3 year old. When he says shirt it sounds like shit. Everytime. Funky Monkey sounds like Fun-T Mun-T. Does that sound hateful??? And worst of all, he won’t even say it now, so I have no idea what she said to him. I feel like she is stealing his innocense. :(

So, I never worked out yesterday. I felt sorry for myself and we had a family movie night. I’m off today, so I am going to take the boys to the track and do both my weights from today and yesterday. For some reason my hamstrings are still sore! I think the 15 pound weights were too much to start with… everything else is ache free.

And lastly, and most sadly, my weight is up about 3 pounds. I am thinking Aunt Flo could be to blame, but I don’t want to go easy on myself just in case she isn’t. I really need to track my calories better. I will track ALL day today.

For all of you leaving for your family’s house soon… MERRY CHRISTMAS! I’ll be here… hoping I can stay awake long enough to wrap all the presents I bought tonight!!! At least I have already got my Christmas Breakfast shopping done!! :-)