one of those days

this morning, daniel woke up a little before me and started to do some research into resources for the upcoming school week. but out internet was being stupid, so he had to fight with it some. grrr. that can be so frustrating.

so about when i woke up, daniel had decided to switch over to grading, only to realize he'd left his red pen at work. and then i realized that jack had pooped in the corner of the living room (his old favorite spot). what fun.

so then, daniel decides to get started making breakfast, because he thinks it will be easier to cheer up after having some yummy food. he makes the best breakfast potatoes, and we planned to have scrambled eggs, too. from the kitchen daniel asks me to turn on my itunes, so we can have some music going while he cooks. "sure!" i said.

because of the music, when daniel started calling out, "Heather! Open a window!" all i could hear was muffled noises that could've been any number of things.

"honey, are you talking to me?" i shouted over the music.

daniel came running into the hall, short of breath, and urges me to open a window, quickly.

turns out that, while chopping potatoes, he'd decided to heat up the oil. to avoid spitting, he covered the pan. when he opened it to put some potatoes in, a bunch of smoke came out and then the oil burst into flames!

thankfully daniel is super smart under pressure like that, so he covered the pan back up, moved it off the hot burner, and turned the stove off. we opened every window in the house, and and the front door. we sat on the porch to get some smoke-free air.

as we recovered from the mini-crisis, we discussed our breakfast options. daniel decided that he wanted to go to muddy paw wash, get jack's nails clipped and filed down, and get coffee and bagels at the little cafe there. so off we went.

poor jack is so melodramatic when it comes to getting his nails clipped. so daniel went back there with him, to help hold him still. when they came out, daniel had scratches all up and down his arms, on his foot, his neck, and even on is abdomen - jack had scratched him through his shirt! he was so wiggly that they decided it would be best if we took jack to the dog park at quiet waters and run him around before filing his nails down (they are super sharp when they are freshly cut. that's why daniel got so scratched up).

so we went. jack got really dirty, but he ran really well with another dog in the small dog park. we headed back to get his nails filed down, and then went home. jack drinks a lot of water at the dog park, so i took him out again before we left for lunch with friends, even though he'd gone three or four times at the park.

when we got home, he had peed in his crate. a bunch. so instead of lying down for a much-needed nap, i gave jack a bath, took him out to pee again, and cleaned out his crate.

::sigh::

just one of those days =P