I don't usually have "bad days" but yesterday was one! I went to IKEA shopping for decor/furniture for Clint's office(which we have been redecorating and painting all weekend) and I went on a busy Sat (bad idea always!) I had to HOLD Carly who wouldn't sit down in her cart that had no seat belt, she was trying to kill herself I guess. Finally, as I was checking out with all my stuff and was exhausted from: HOLDING Carly, pushing a crazy heavy IKEA cart with 4 wheels that have a mind of their own, holding my pee for the last hour, and then the cashier asks "Are you missing a diamond?" Well obviously I was! Just what a perfect top to the now known "shopping trip from....(fill-in-the-blanks). Anyways, I am just glad that it was insured and I can get it replaced. But what replaces the diamond your husband proposed to you with? So as I was walking out to the car and getting teary eyed, I was just about to loose it. Then some nice guy, whom was obviously there to answer my prayers when I felt I couldnt take anymore,took my cart to my car for me and loaded everything into the trunk. Then I had to go back inside and report my missing diamond in case they find it...(yeah right). I was also thinking that I could barely manage having 1 kid throughout this whole mess, and could I ever have 2, or more? Bad day to think about that...So a little bummed today and I ate all this junk food I bought for Halloween. Now my daimond and my candy is gone...dang. Enough whining, wow! don't you just feel so bad for me?