Wordless Wednesday

Not Me Monday- Returns!

Being such an amazing mother, who keeps the house in tip-top shape all the time, I was definitely not too lazy to wipe the kitchen table (which had seen a long day of crumbs, rice, almond butter and the like). I definitely did not just have the bright idea of vacuuming the top of the table while vacuuming the rest of the floor. Of course I didn't do it and it definitely did not work as well as wiping it with a clean, damp cloth.

It was not me, the perfect calorie counting mother, who dipped into her child's potty treats on multiple occasions in the last few weeks. It wasn't me who ate them all... more than once, and I haven't had to return to the store a few times to replenish the stash. It was not my perfect, well behaved son who told me to "buy some more!" when I told him they were all gone.

There is a mysterious Rice Krispy square thief in our house, because it was not me who helped the husband polish off half a pan.

Hello Again.

So apparently it's been a month since I blogged. How awful is that? It feels like time is going way too fast sometimes. Yet, when I look outside... it still feels like Christmas (it doesn't help that the child is obsessed with listening to "Little Drummer Boy" on repeat. Everyday.)

My only real excuse for not blogging in a month would be the fact that my life is THAT boring.... there has definitely been a lack of creative material. Not saying that the child hasn't been amusing or done and said some pretty ridiculous things. Or that the husband has made me shake my head on countless occasions. It's just that none of those things were really all that 'blog-worthy'.... 

Although, I suppose the child who is not even 3 yet and talks to me like a 13 year old could possibly be 'blog-worthy'.

"Leave! Go away, Mom!"

"Not all done. No, I don't think so!"

"I love TV!"

Or perhaps the husband who is desperately craving an entire slab of cow for dinner and comes home to vegetarian chili...and just picks at it because I couldn't telepathically read his cravings. That could perhaps be 'blog-worthy'.

I suppose I could have even blogged about how I escaped by myself for a weekend to visit my bestest friend. How I enjoyed a 2 1/2 hr lay-over in Vancouver filled with Bellini's (note the plural), lunch, and Edward.... alone. Did I mention I was alone? Yes, that was definitely 'blog-worthy'.

I could even blog about how in exactly TWO WEEKS I will be in Vegas, with my fabulous hubby (I've forgiven him for not eating Vegetarian) and fabulous friends being foot-loose and fancy-free! If anything is 'blog-worthy'- that would be it. I could mention how we have been married for almost 8 years and this is the first time we are going away, together, on a plane, to vacation and not visit family, since our honeymoon? How pathetic is that? Did I mention that I am not going to act my age? I suppose I will have much much much more to blog about once I return. Oh just you wait for the multitude of stories.... I think I will ignore the old statement of 

"What happens in Vegas...."

Yes, my life is not filled with much to blog about. I know my mother's answer to that would be to have more babies. I can even hear her saying it. 

"Your life is boring. You need more challenges. Have more babies".

 Why is it that grandparents want you to have your own soccer team's worth of babies? Perhaps that is another blog. 

Until then, click on the link below and enjoy this hilarious article all about Moms. If I could really blog, I would have thought of this article first.

50 Moms We Love to Hate