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This weekend was kind of a big fail. I had such high hopes too.

Exhibit A: We decided last minute to go to the last U of U gymnastics meet of the season. We had a coupon for free tickets. We invited another couple, found a babysitter (barely), and headed out. We brought Talia with us thinking she would sleep. Nope. She screamed. Pretty much the entire drive. Then we hit a ton of traffic and couldn't find parking. We ended up parking a couple blocks away and walking up to the Huntsman Center only to find out the meet was sold out. Sigh. We thought about bowling instead, but if you've ever tried bowling on a Friday night at 8pm you would know there is always a really long wait. We thought about going to IKEA to pick up my birthday present (new nightstands!), but it closed at 9 and we weren't sure we would make it there in time. So we ended up picking up ice cream on the way back home and playing Settlers. It was a good game, so I guess the evening wasn't a complete loss, but I was pretty bummed about they way it turned out. Definitely not the break from kids and time with friends that I had been imagining.

Exhibit B: Friday night was kind of a bust, but the weekend still had time to redeem itself. I had an appointment for a pedicure and a facial Saturday morning from a livingsocial deal. I was looking forward to a morning of relaxation and pampering. I got up early and showered and headed to the salon in Riverton (a 20 minute drive). Halfway through my pedicure the lady went to scrub the bottoms of my feet and (sorry this is so gross and embarrassing) saw my plantar wart. She left to get some gloves and when she came back she said it was against the law for her to finish the pedicure because of the wart. What?!? I have had plantar warts off and on for years and I have never had a problem getting a pedicure. Ever. It was so lame. She painted my toes anyway, which I guess was nice. On to the facial, right? No. Come to find out that the esthetician was not there for some reason, but they didn't bother to tell me, so that was that and I went home. So much for my morning of pampering.

Exhibit C: I still had IKEA on my radar and we didn't have plans for Saturday afternoon, so we decided to all go in the afternoon. We drove out there, dropped Weston off at the play area, and started wandering. By the time we got to the second level we were both getting tired and Davin was less and less happy sitting in the stroller. It was time to pick up the nightstands and get some food. We grabbed a cart and went to the right aisle, but sure enough there were no boxes on the shelf. They were sold out of the nightstands we wanted. We asked an employee if there were any more somewhere, but he said they were all out and were getting some re-stocked that night. Of course.

At that point it was almost comical how badly the weekend was turning out. I guess the universe is trying to tell me to stop planning things to look forward to that would make me feel like a normal adult and just stick to laundry, dishes, and poopy diapers. Apparently I need to learn my place. Seriously though, do you ever have those days (or weekends or weeks) where NOTHING goes the way you plan or hope? So annoying.

That was a little whiny. I apologize, but I truly was close to tears several times this weekend. There were a few good things about this weekend though too. We did get to hang out with our friends and I didn't have to put the kids to bed on Friday night. I actually had time to paint my nails and they didn't get smudged 10 minutes later. I got a fun package from my super talented cousin, Tasha, full of adorable headbands for me and Talia and Cars aprons for the boys. Thanks Tash! You seriously made my day!
Ian got us mini red velvet bundt cakes for dessert on Saturday. Yum. And although I didn't get my new nightstands, we did pick up some throw pillows for the couch in the den. I have been trying to figure out what to do with the decor in there. I thought it needed some color, but I couldn't come up with a color I liked. The pillows aren't really colorful, but the white background pops and the polka dots add a nice pattern to the otherwise neutral and solid room. I like them. Now to get something up on the walls. I'm thinking I'll start with a clock.
I certainly hope my streak of bad luck and failed plans does not extend into this next week. I'm not sure I can handle much more!