The Problem is...I Got Excited.

Yesterday, I had a doozy of a thing happen to me, which, up until this morning, I had fully intended to share as my F-Bomb Friday moment. However, this morning, I changed my mind, when we listened to the answering machine. Don't worry, I will tell you my other story another time...it's just too blogworthy to forget about, but I just had to vent my disappointment and frustration with ya'll this morning.

On Thursday nights, we watch my best friend Lady's son for a couple of hours so she can attend a college course. In exchange for this, she has offered to watch all 4 of my kids every couple of weeks, so Roon and I can have a date. Totally fair deal, right? I mean, she has 1 kid, I have 4. She has to use her "away time" to go sit in a boring class, while we can use our "away time" to do whatever the heck we want to. Who has the better deal here? I know, it's a hard knocks life, for us! Anyway, last night while Roon and I were cleaning up the kitchen, while the kids played, Roon brought up the idea of going on a date. He never just asks me on a date, you see he's a bit of an artist when it comes to courting.
Roon: "You think Lady would be willing to babysit?"
Me: "When?"
Roon: "Tomorrow...er somethin'."
Me: "Are you asking me on a date?"
Roon: "Yeah. Kinda."
Romantic, no? So, later that night when Lady came to get "J", she asked if we knew when we wanted to go out yet. We talked about it, and decided that Friday night (tonight) would work for everyone.
That's when I got excited! I mean, a REAL date! An honest to goodness, gas up the minivan, but leave the kids at home, DATE! YIPPEEE!!! Yes, I am extremely easy to please, in case you haven't already noticed.
This morning, we are eating breakfast, getting the kids ready for school, when I notice the light on the answering machine was blinking. I wasn't home for a couple of hours the night before, but Roon was home the whole time, so I couldn't imagine why we would have a message.
Me: "Hon, who's this message from?"
Roon: "What message?"
Me: "On the machine. Did someone call?"
Roon: "Maybe I was in the bathroom..."
We play the message, only to be reminded that Roon has a church assignment tonight, and will in fact, be standing me up.
How did I not know about this? Well, I really blame myself. You see, I was right there when Roon signed up for his assignment days, so I should have written them down somewhere. After all, it was my responsibility, being the only one in the house who knows how to operate a calendar.
Way to get my hopes up there, Casanova! What the Heck?!

Now, if you're up for a knee slappin' good time, head on over and visit MiMi at "Living in France" and link up with her to share your own tale of woe and despair. We won't laugh at you...forever, at least!