Thursday, November 29, 2007

to all a goodnight

There is a situation, actually a series of situations that we encounter every night at bedtime. It appears that rather than having a bedtime routine for our children, they have one for us. It goes like this.

9pm (give or take)-we read scriptures as a family and have family prayer. Then an announcement is made for all to brush their teeth WITH TOOTHPASTE (this is important, some of our children do not see the value of cavity prevention). Immediately following the hygiene instructions the younger two (who are 7 and 9) begin vying for choice sleeping locations. The best spots are in my bed. The reasons for this range from not wanting to sleep alone to really wanting a chance to scratch Dad’s back (this is sooo cheating, like Dad would EVER turn down a good –or even mediocre- back scratching.)
Eventually everyone finds a place to sleep and I head downstairs for a few minutes of wit gathering before I pass out from exhaustion.

Am I the only one who needs to be alone at the end of the day? Am I so awful because it annoys me to no end that my children want to sleep with my husband and I every single stinking night? I wish I were one of those moms who loved to lay down with my children at night and listen to them breathe. But I am just not. –In my defense, I am usually quite pleasant in the morning, by bedtime I am spent.

I crave the quiet. I want to be alone. I want to watch things on TV that are not Hannah Montana. I like to have a glass of soda that is backwash free. If that makes me a monster then so be it. But NOO, it is not to be.

Within 10 minutes of the final goodnights our 14 year old is back down to” tell me something”.
Back up.
*2 minutes pass16 year old, just wanted to give me one more kiss.—this boy is only affectionate after 8pm, when he might catch a glimpse of Law and Order.*2 minutes pass14 year old, needs a drink*2 minutes pass14 year old-“looking for my wallet” ARGHH!

Do they suspect I am having crazy fun without them? Can they just not bear to be apart from me? I know I will miss it someday when I am old and no one wants to give me one more kiss. But maybe, just once a week………

Wednesday, November 28, 2007

'tis the season (almost)

I actually received a Christmas card yesterday.

I know what you are thinking—it’s not even December yet.

Adding insult to injury is the fact that this card is handmade! AND contains a LETTER!!!! I love the sender , but come on. The pressure is too much. It’s possible that the only way to counter this early greeting is to send none at all myself. (Can you tell an afternoon with Clark did not alleviate my Christmas dread?)


Well, Thanksgiving is over, and for all practical purposes, fall is also over. Now I am being pressured by the masses (my children) to drag out the holiday decor, and frankly this year I just don't feel like it.

Make no mistake, I am well aware that it doesn't matter if I feel like decking the halls or not- We shall deck.
Usually I am all for it. The tree trimming, the cookie baking, the carol singing. This year I am having a hard time shaking the feeling that it is all so incredibly excessive and wasteful. Which it is of course, that's not news, it just has never bothered me before.
I am going to spend the afternoon with a blanket and a fire watching this-

And see if I can come to my senses.

Monday, November 19, 2007

Hello? Are you kidding me!?!

Right this minuet, at the bottom of this blog, there is a google ad that says

—Date Local Married Women—

You’ve got to be kidding me!! Google matches the ads to the blog content. Have I somehow, with my fascinating stories of my fabulous life, given these morons the idea that I am a lonely married woman looking for trouble? The worst part is that I have (naturally) forgotten my google ads password, I can’t even figure out how to tell the idiots that they are idiots. Though I am hoping that with this post some of their genius ad matchers will get a whiff of my true feelings. I am not looking for a man,and I certainly hope the 3 or 4 people who read my blog are not looking for a man either. One is more than enough.

Heads up google—we (lonely crazy housewives) are not interested in another man, we are however interested in chocolate, diet soda, great shopping and gossip. Now you know.

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

No, REALLY, Thank you!!!

Okay, it ain’t easy being grateful. It was easy to make a list of people I am grateful for. Putting that on paper is something else all together.

Maybe some of you have noticed that I haven’t posted anything for a few days, though I doubt it, but hey, maybe all three of you have!! Right after posting my overly ambitious goal of the 30 thank yous in 30 days I was offered a job working from home. So I am now working 20-30 hours a week. It’s at home but I am still in the adjustment period, so it feels like 60-80 hours a week right now.

Anyway I decided that I should post a little something today for all of you who have been anxiously awaiting your handwritten expression of gratitude from me. I am still thankful for you and I still plan to send those letters—it’s just going to take me longer than 30 days to get to it. And I thank you now for being so kind and patient with me!!

Now I must finish my breakfast of Diet Mountain Dew and exotic foreign blueberry “doughnuts” ( I use the term doughnut loosely, because these things are not even nutritional enough to be called doughnuts in the technical sense.) and get to work.