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Showing posts with label Me Time. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Me Time. Show all posts

Thursday, September 18, 2008

I Love My Family But.....

....sometimes I just don't like them very much.

Right now I would like to be here:


ALONE.


Waiting for this:


While drinking this:



Which was brought by him:


Anyone relate?


Tuesday, March 25, 2008

I Can't Get Enough

Git yer mind outta the gutter!

I joined Netflix a few months ago and though I am a HUGE movie buff, I find myself adding different TV series to my queue. I started off with the second season of Weeds, very funny show. Then I watched 4 of the 5 seasons of Nip/Tuck. That Julian McMahon....let's just say HUBBA HUBBA! I can't wait until season 5 is released in June to continue that droolfest.

I then moved on to The Shield. I heard such great things about this show but for some reason I couldn't get past the first couple of episodes.

I needed something to replace that, hmmmmm... Ahhhh Haaaa....I heard that Lost was great so I added that to my Netflix waiting list. Why didn't anyone tell me about this show? I have been missing out for 4 years! I was hooked after the first 20 minutes. Lost is like, like....my daily fix. Never mind recreational drugs...no, no, just give me a couple of DVDs of that show and I'm good to go.

Every night at around 7:30, I start watching the clock. Only a half an hour until the kids go to their rooms for the night. I practically throw them in their beds, kiss their foreheads, and run to my bedroom carrying my little red envelope. I rip it open, pop that shiny, silver disc into the player, hop into bed with my cup of tea, and get lost in watching Lost.

And can I ask? How do so many gorgeous people get marooned on an island together? And so far, I've only seen minimal S-E-X going on. Well, minimal when you think about the hotness of the castaways. You think they'd be like rabbits, lookin' the way they do.

I can't decide who I'd rather feast my eyes on - Sawyer, Jack, or Sayid. Sawyer reminds me of an old flame. One who made my heart pound every time he walked in a room. Jack, very, very cute, though not really my type. Sayid, there is just something about him. His eyes just draw you in. And I've never seen anyone who seems to smile by only using his eyes.

I tell you, I would NEVAH get off that island. Even Kate and Sun would be a distraction and I don't even play that side of the fence!

Well, I only have an hour and forty minutes until Season 2, Disc 6. I've got to get prepared. Ciao!

Tuesday, May 08, 2007

One Of Those Weeks

Have you ever had one of those days that you basically want to put a f'ing gun to your head by 8 am? Well, I've had two of those in a row. The kids are driving me N.U.T.S.!

I've been feeling really good for the past week and a half and the weather has been gorgeous so I've been spending a lot of time outside. I've been planting flowers galore, cleaning up the yard a bit, and playing with the kids in the yard. Mama is happy so everyone is happy.

Problem is, the more time you GIVE to my little ones, the more they seem to demand. Which brings us to Monday, weekend's over, mommy needs to stop putting off doing her chores, and must get down to some serious catching up. Tell that to them. I swear if I stop short, one of them is going to lose their head up my butt. I can't turn around without tripping over somebody. I'm not getting anything accomplished because they want this, and that, and this, and that, every two seconds it's, "Mommy I'm thirsty, mommy I'm hungry, mommy wipe my hiney, mommy come play with me." And though I KNOW I've given them more than enough attention lately, I still get the guilts when I tell them they need to go play and let me get my jobs done.

Yesterday afternoon I had about all I could stand. I hated to do it, but I told Mr. Schmitty he was going to have to take T. and R. with him to W.'s baseball game. I needed to get a hundred things done and there was no way it was getting done at the rate I had been going. Plus, truly, if he didn't get everyone out of here, I really was considering shoving my head in the oven.

They all packed up and that's when I heard it. Quiet. Sheer silence. It was wonderful. I got the bills caught up, school paperwork done, my business bookkeeping is up to date, I even drove to the bank and then the post office to mail the bills and an order to a customer.

I did this all in about 90 minutes, see what you can get done by yourself?

The crew wasn't due back for another 90 minutes, give or take, so I thought, is it possible? Do I get some me time too? Just as I was about to jump for joy, I see the minivan pull in the driveway.

"T. has to poop."

Of course he does. And out piles T. and R. whining, "Mommy we're tired. Mommy we're cold. Mommy we miss you."

Calgon......take me away!!