I’ve had a busy day. You know those days where the kids all seem to sense something is going on, like if they open their eyes they’ll see the balloons and candy momma left at the ends of their beds. How do they know that? So one by one, starting at 4:30 am, they awoke, and the last child was up by 6:30.
Hubby stayed home for the morning, and presented me with breakfast in bed which consisted of a 2lb box of hand picked chocolates. So I’m not liable for what happened today as I lived off of them, literally, I think a sugar cookie may have been tost into the mix. I went to help with Buster’s Kindergarten Valentine’s party. Good news is that I actually had a shower before I left. I don’t want to be know as smelly mom. After that I must have blacked out because everything is a blur. Bubba had crashed on my bed, because he’s been up since 4:30 ( if I need to remind anyone). And of course he woke as soon as I arrived home from school and Daddy left for work. I think I threw everything upstairs preparing for the next party I was hosting for some 8 year old girls in my church. I blacked out again but I’m sure you don’t need details of a group of 8 year old girls, plus my 3, with paints and glitter and all manner of messy, staining, and sticky mixtures thrown all about the kitchen.
I think I said goodbye to thegirls, hopefully they heard me over my own children’s cries of hunger. Dinner? What dinner? Here, have another sugar cookie, we have about a dozen left. I can barely see straight on this mix of sugar, lack of sleep, and stress. I seem to remember hubby coming home with some form of sustenance, grease of some sort…then leaving for Boy Scouts, and his weekly game of basketball. Somehow my kids ended up in bed, and that brings me to now. Now, ahhh, yes John Mayer live in concert on TV. John’s my favorite. He can be my valentine tonight. And I’ve still got half of my chocolates. That’s right I’ve only eaten a pound so far. It’s either John Mayer or “Too Legit to Quit, The MC Hammer story.”
Don’t feel sorry, all will turn out right in the end, my little sister offered to babysit on Friday night. Hubby and I can reconnect then, besides, I’ve been reading all these sappy blogs about Hubby’s needing time for themselves as well. Now that we’ve moved to a place where he can no longer surf on saturdays, I encourage this male comradery.
So you go people, I hope you have your dates or future plans, I hope everyone is as comfy as I am at this beautiful moment in time, where the house is still, the dog is snoring, and Johnny’s on TV. Sing to me Johnny!
xoxo all you hard working people!
I love how mental health equals self-medicating with chocolate. My anniversary is tomorrow, and Derek wants our date to be chocolate-shopping. I guess we’re going to some local chocolatiers. I’m not complaining. I wonder how long one can subsist on chocolate only.