Over the River and Through the Woods…
Hello from Virginia. We are visiting family for the holidays. Well, I should say that we’ll be here for just three quick days. Not nearly long enough. With no family in the lovely state of Georgia, I desperately miss the hustle and bustle of these humongous family gatherings. Aunts, Uncles, siblings, and cousins. Many, many cousins. My family knew something about procreating.
I love that we can cram so many women into my grandmother’s postage stamp-sized kitchen. I love that we work so flawlessly together in said postage stamp-sized kitchen. Well, if you consider several small arguments about whose mother was going to live with who, a burned pan of mac and cheese, one flying green bean flawless. The green bean was really good.
Somehow supervising the children downstairs became my responsibility tonight. Not quite sure how that happened, and I’ll be sure to have several glasses of wine before doing that again. For the most part, I like to be there primarily to avoid a costly trip to the ER. I actually enjoy watching the children try to work out their little tiffs on their own. They’re incredibly creative. Not always fair… but creative. And who knew that the “it” toy this year would be a play microwave. Yes, Ladies and Gentlemen, that is what the children are fighting for over here. A play microwave.
I’m super psyched about tomorrow. I get to go shopping. At the butt-crack of dawn. Without my children. With my mom and sisters. At the Victoria’s Secret Semi-Annual Sale. See, and you thought I was being sarcastic. And my husband’s even excited about it.
Could it get any better?
Merry Christmas to All, and to All A Good Night!
The Apple Store elves were working overtime this year. I got my MacBook back, and it’s beautiful. It’s embarrassing how much more productive I was when I did not have my computer just a room or two away. I even got the bathroom counters cleaned and the laundry folded. I even just managed to finish wrapping presents. Good thing, too, seeing as Christmas is tomorrow. The tree looks beautiful. I think the girls will be thrilled. As for Todd and I, we just can’t wait to see the look on their faces.
It’s gone…
The Apple Store is holding my MacBook hostage for the next 7-10 business days. I predict that by tomorrow afternoon I will be huddled in a corner, eating my hair. Either that or I will be incredibly productive tomorrow. Let’s hope it’s the latter.
Posting will unfortunately be dependant on my husband’s nightmarish work schedule as I will need to fight him for his computer. He automatically wins. Something crazy about needing to support us. If anyone wants to call me when Redneck Mommy updates, I will be forever in your debt.
Love to everyone!
Silly Mommy… Why would you think I wanted chocolate?
OK. So now I’m really bummed. Todd is working. We’re all a little off today. In an attempt to add a little spontaneity, and perhaps a little whimsy, to our day; I decided to make chocolate chip pancakes for dinner. Chocolate? For dinner? Yes. Me. I actually made something chocolate for dinner. What did my oh so grumpy kid say? “Mommy? (Of course it is in her most sarcastic, know-it-all voice.) You made chocolate pancakes? But I wanted couscous for dinner.” Are you kidding me? She wanted couscous? I’m trying desperately not to take this personally. But seriously, no good deed, folks.
Searching
I haven’t gotten any sleep in two days. I am WAAAAAYYYYY behind in doing laundry, and I ran out of sheets for our bed. I had to resort to using a set of sheets that I never, ever use. They’re satin. Luxurious, or so you’d think. No. Wrong. So very wrong. They’re awful. And every time I put them on the bed, I remember why it is that I never use them. (Except until I run out of all other clean sheets.) My pillow slips off the bed. The blankets slip off the bed. I almost fell off the bed. At around 3 am, Todd asked if I was still awake. I was, and he suggested sleeping in between the blankets. That just completely defeats the purpose.
