Isn't it ironic?

Well, technically it's not, but, going by the definition outlined by Alanis Morrisette in the song it is.

See, my husband, in an unusually thoughtful gesture, bought me a gift certificate for Toppers Spa, and I set up an apointment for this morning at 9am.

It was a lovely massage, and the good effects lasted from the time I got off the table to the moment I reached the locker that was storing my purse when I heard my phone ringing. It was the school. They'd called twice before. Charlie was sick. He had the chills.

Any other day of the week I'd have been 3 minutes from the school, but now I was a good 20 minutes away.

Charlie had complained a little bit of a sore throat early this morning, and by early I mean around 4am, but he seemed cheerful enough when he went off to school, so I hadn't really thought about it.

He has Strep Throat.

So, is it ironic the one day I take an hour to do something completely selfish is the one day my son needs me?

Sigh.

Isn't it ironic?

Well, technically it's not, but, going by the definition outlined by Alanis Morrisette in the song it is.

See, my husband, in an unusually thoughtful gesture, bought me a gift certificate for Toppers Spa, and I set up an apointment for this morning at 9am.

It was a lovely massage, and the good effects lasted from the time I got off the table to the moment I reached the locker that was storing my purse when I heard my phone ringing. It was the school. They'd called twice before. Charlie was sick. He had the chills.

Any other day of the week I'd have been 3 minutes from the school, but now I was a good 20 minutes away.

Charlie had complained a little bit of a sore throat early this morning, and by early I mean around 4am, but he seemed cheerful enough when he went off to school, so I hadn't really thought about it.

He has Strep Throat.

So, is it ironic the one day I take an hour to do something completely selfish is the one day my son needs me?

Sigh.