Every time we stay in a hotel or take a vacation I leave something behind. Elastics, lip gloss, blackberry charger! Not sure what this says about me.
Every time I volunteer on a field trip I am assigned the “wild child”. Obviously because I am the cool collected Mama. Errr. Perhaps because I’m the only Mama who will take him?
Every time I go to a PTA meeting my theory that mean little girls grow up to be mean women is confirmed. Warning. Just because they are wearing pearls does not mean they will play fair.
Every time I tell myself I will never watch the Young and the Restless again. I do. It’s like a car crash. I can’t look away! I just can’t quit that dumb show until Nick and Sharon are back together!
Every time I swear I am going to take a break from the Chi Tea Lattes with a side of Ginger Molasses cookie….I cave. I am powerless against the yummy Starbucks goodness.
Every time I swear I will only read blogs for an hour, I fail. Stop writing such good stuff!!
Every time I think, this is the night I will be in bed by 11pm, I’m not. Yep, no good excuse for that. There are just not enough hours in the day.
Eeek. Redundant, repetitive, predictable, boring ?? Is this really what’s going on in my life in the Suburbs? Well I guess the flip side is….
Thanks to forgetfulness, I get to go shopping.
Teachers love that I watch the wild child for them so they can have a break!
The ridiculousness of the Y & R and PTA drama gives us all something to talk about over our Starbucks. All the extra sugar from the latté and cookie keeps me reading blogs for hours, and provides the much needed energy to keep going past 11pm. You know, so I can also do some responsible stuff like; look after my kids, interact with real people, do some grocery shopping and perhaps pay a little bit of attention to my Hubby. If he’s lucky.
Yes, the circle of my Suburban life goes on, and I’m lovin every minute of it.
Those ginger molasses cookies are SOOOOOO good.
I have friends involved in PTA..its worse than Desperate Housewives. LOL. MiniMac is only 3 so we dont have PTA. Yet.
I’m learning more and more that some people never, ever leave high school.
I love the positive spin you put on it. It is never ending.
yeah, i told myself “no computer today” and here i am 10:16am and haven’t done a lick of work.
I think hotels are stuff magnets. Or they set their furniture up at a slant, so stuff falls behind the night table and you don’t realize its missing till you are home.
smiles. sucks you right back in doesn’t it…lol.
I couldn’t bring myself to do the PTA…the Mean Mommies made me want to gag (them). There are other ways to be helpful. Like watching the problem child. (Thank you, it could have been mine.)
Oh yes the Y&R hot mess drama which I love but hate that I find myself sitting there watching it and talking to myself “Oh my gosh what a jerk!”
But better their drama than mine;-)
Okay, so if I’m reading that correctly, you’re caring for your children, interacting with 3-D people and doing your food shopping after 11pm?
Well, it’s all about priorities! I’m just kidding. People often ask me what I’m currently reading (as in a book). I say, “Who has the time? I’m constantly reading in Blogville…that’s more than enough for me.”
That’s good to know about the PTA. They always scared me as a kiddo. I don’t know if I want to go when my kid is in school.
Of course, you could always try to get a mean pta mom to call the mom of the trouble kid and make her go on feild trips…
I’m right there with you.
Especially leaving things. I always know it will be something. I just cross my fingers that it’s nothing I can’t live without.
lol…
i think this is kinda life in general.. i wonder sometimes why we all do as we do.. just going in a circle it seems…
but then a beautiful day happens, hubby surprises me somehow, sweet bella cuddles with me in bed… and it’s seems all worth it and okay!
have beautiful monday!!!!
The road to Hell is paved with good intentions they say…I hope they are wrong, because I *refuse* the wild child, unless I happen to like said child, which does happen on occasion, and I avoid the PTA like the plague because I am not an uber Mom like the rest of them, they are mostly very competitive over achievers, and I am tickled if I can pull my own clothes out of my closet instead of the ‘maybe not so dirty’ hamper. One day my kids will be old enough for me to really try again, having three babies in less than three years can really be the death of a Mommy’s motivation, it seems.
Oh, I can so relate! It’s never-ending!