1. I am going to stop calling the Gays “The Gays.” I’ve been using that phrase facetiously for a while, sort of to mock the people who voted yes on Prop 8. But I am seeing that throwing it around is kind of like calling Ice Cube “Bro.” And for the record, he does not like being addressed as “Mr. Cube.”
2. I am not the kind of mom who comes home after a long day at work and driving through the rain, then does craft projects with her children and also prepares a healthy well-balanced meal for her husband. When I attempted to that tonight, child 1 ended up in a time out, child 2 climbed on the kitchen table to get to the scissors, and husband had 2 hot dogs, a leftover baked sweet potato, and a pile of defrosted edamame for dinner. It made me wonder, if I’m not good at these mommy and wife things, what exactly am I good at? I know, I know, I’m good at putting my foot in my mouth and talking my way into football games without a ticket, but even though I hold myself outside the pressure of being a Good Mom, I can’t help feeling jealous when I ask my friend “watcha doing?” and she says “Making individual Florentine pizzas.”
3. It is time to retire the once-black yoga pants from Express, circa 1997. Bleach spots, a frayed waistband, and now a hole have rendered them unfit for wearing outside the house. Kelli would be horrified to know that I have worn them to yoga class recently.
4. The above craft/dinner debacle made me whine, so Stewart brought me a beer. The beer gave me a headache, so I’m going to get some M&M’s.
5. What’s on your record?
1. Fish sticks and buttered noodles when grocery shopping is low priority on the list.
2. Downsizing a kid’s quilt in the interest of it’s showing up under the tree in CA on Christmas morning.
3. Getting a Christmas tree even though the man’s heart is not in it this year (empty house).
There is NO super mom.
1. Fed my kid easy mac and chicken nuggets at 8 PM.
2. Yelled at him through JCPenny as I sought to purchase 12 pair of coordinating house slippers for our staff because imagine the IL winter reflectd on the “beautiful” black maple floors our owners HAD to have in our new office.
3. Had to stay at JCP an extra 40 minutes because I “lost” my car key. It was in my purse. I had been through it 3 times, but had not found it until a very nice associate helped me take very single item out on the check out counter not being used after we had searched the entire store and I had a friend on alert to pick up the extra key in my kitchen.
4. Showed up 15 minutes late to pick child up to begin with because I was doing online shopping for my mom. Plus, it was sleeting and 15 degrees, and I did not want to walk to my car.
5. Am going to be the party pooper for our annual trek for the downtown springfield christmas walk (this is the last week) becase I have office christmas party tomorrow night and it is 20 degrees out and because I need to bake banana bread and wrap gifts for Thursday, and like my nice colleague pointed out – You mean like tomorrow. YES tomorrow!!!
Thanks for helping us know we ARE the normal moms.
Good luck to you. And God bless us everyone!!!
I forgive you for the yoga pants – old, bleached, torn black pants will ALWAYS be better than flannel pj pants in my book. 😉 Plus the important thing is you went to a yoga class! which is more than I can say for myself lately.
Also, I find it extremely amusing that the yoga pants I have now are exactly like the “clubbing” pants we used to wear when going out in college in the late 90s. Has anyone else noticed that?
Yoga pants that are like clubbing pants? Oh wait, I wasn’t in college in the late 90’s, that’s why I have no idea what Kelli means… :).
what is on my list…
1. Make a list.
2. Don’t forget to bring it with me.
PS, I enjoy that your blog has been so controversial lately!
It’s been a while. Glad you posted to the Mafia board. 😉 Loved the ice cube comment.
Well, you’re supermom compared to me b/c I don’t work outside the home and I still have a challenging time doing it all….maybe b/c I just don’t enjoy the grungy housework. And the kids, you know I can relate. Like one of your friends said, at least I know I am more the norm than not. 😉
These postings are so essential to let us ALL know just exactly how “normal” we are! I’ve been feeling like a bad mom because after using all of my patience for the kids with cabin fever in class during the week, I don’t have much left for my husband and child when I get home! So, I stick my kid in front of the TV and put my husband off until I get my moment of “tranquility” (ie.doing dishes, laundry or other chores) to regroup (usually at least a couple of hours). Some nights I think, “Is this what I wanted when I said ‘I do’?” But in the big picture, it is…
I’m thinking about what MY mother went through and thought when she was a mother with young children, something we never discussed when I had kids. But I DO think, from reading all these comments, that all of your feelings are universal-from age to age; each generation of moms experiences “on-the-job training” and insecurities that no amount of helpful advice can prepare you for ahead of time.
Omigoodnes, I’m thinking philosophically here – does that come with age?
I finally made myself send my once-black yoga pants circa–hmmmm, can I count back that far?–to the Good Will last summer.
Will those pants fit me? I’m too lazy to go to the mall.