Guardian Angel

Occasionally someone's random act of kindness turns into a big huge life saver. Today was the case. Around 1:30 I got a phone call from a friend who was at Wal-Mart and asked if I needed anything. Mind you, it's COLD outside (it's 34 degrees now) and raining. To my friends to the north, this might be no big deal, but to me it is significant. I hate dealing with warm coats, mittens (which I abhor), car seats and whiny children. I told Mrs. Saved-My-Day that it looks like I have depleted my stash of Benadryl and I like to buy the stuff at Wal-Mart because those individually foil wrapped buggers you get elsewhere drive me up the wall. Wal-Mart has a 100 count bottle. Perfect. I decide to meander downstairs while I had her on the phone to double check that I'm good on formula. Bottle feeding Emmie has had its ups and downs. I wish I had been able to nurse her like the others, but it is convenient to KNOW how much she's eating. Anyhoo, to my shock and horror I barely had enough in the canister to make two more bottles and I did not have a back up in the pantry as I had thought. I would have been making a dash to the store this evening with my four happy children, gnashing my teeth, and cursing my own lack of preparedness. But Mrs. I-Can't-Thank-Her-Enough stepped in and fixed my problem. She showed up this afternoon with the Benadryl in a bottle (yippee), the formula, and some eggs - 'cause we were out of them, too. Thank you, Mrs. So-Nice-Of-You-To-Remember-I'm-Here-By-Myself. You get five gold stars for the day and my unending gratitude.