41 and feeling like it~

Well, yesterday was my birthday and we had a day in Dallas all planned out...here are the highlights (low lights?)
1. Woke up at 5:45 am to get Kennedy to her game by 8:30. Had a nice early morning drive with the whole family, ate a McDonalds (I seriously LOVE their pancakes, strange I know) then arrived at the fields in good. time. After we all get out and unloaded Kennedy announces she has FORGOTTEN TO BRING HER CLEATS!!!!!!! (yes that is anger in those caps) So her coach/dad and her other coach are, well, MAD, and she is crying and well, we sit through a whole game and watch her team lose. good start to the day.
2. We leave the fields and drive to Allen Outlet mall..fun place! We ran all over trying to get 7 hours of shopping done in 2. Funny how fast you can spend $500.00. We accomplished our shopping though, and I actually bought myself 2 outfits at Banana Republic! YEA!
3. Leave shopping to drive to other side of Dallas for Corey's soccer game. He has to be there at 2:00, but his game isn't until 4:00, so I take the kids and we casually drive around looking at things, until we end up in the downtown Dallas ghetto, and not really sure how to get back to college fields!!! We get back to the fields at 4:03. Just in time! (he wins his game 8-0, and that was only the 1st half score. He wouldn't let them score in the 2nd half, unless they headed it in)
4. After the game we go back into Plano area to eat at Pappadeux...yummy seafood restaurant. Emy is cranky, I mean tired, so I am holding her on my lap and then my salad comes so I give her to Corey. (best move I ever made!!!) She closes her eyes and has her head on Corey's chest, and just as they are delivering our dinner....she starts to THROW UP!! (caps are for emphasis, I am so shocked she is throwing up). And Corey doesn't know yet, as she is holding her hand over her mouth so that it wouldn't come out, and Kennedy and I are on the other side of the table and we are like "she's throwing up" so he let's her puke on his bread plate, and the waiter is setting all our dinner plates down, and clearly she is going to hurl again...so Corey stands up and tries to get her to the bathroom, only he doesn't know where it is because (surprisingly) none of our kids had to go yet!! So he starts the wrong way, and then the waiter is like no this way and he is trying to hold his hand over her mouth to keep the vomit in, and the place is packed and people are staring and Corey is RUNNING toward the bathroom with Emy in his arms and puke escaping...what a site. His wallet falls on the floor and God knows why but he bends down to pick it up , and then it all breaks loose! Meanwhile Kennedy Mac and I are at the table, and I say "well you better eat quick, we are going to have to leave soon!" So we actually eat, and Corey and Emy are in the men's room and she is still throwing up... By the time they get back, we are done eating and Corey's shirt, shoes and wallet are soaked (previously with puke, then with water) and Emy's dress is covered and her flip flops, and he actually SITS DOWN WITH HER ON HIS LAP AND EATS HIS DINNER!!!!! What a man. The smell alone, made me not want to even look at food.
5. Really the ride home was okay, yes she continued to puke, and our car is, well, nasty. (How on earth she puked that much is beyond me) and C's clothes stunk...well anyway, you get the picture. Puke sucks.
And that, my friends, was my birthday!!!