Wednesday, May 30, 2012
What are you lookin' at?
Really? Don't you have something better to do? Wait, I'm sure you do, but since you are here let me fill this space with some obligatory rant. First let us be clear, I am NOT Martha Stewart, I would Never win a mother of the year award or even be nominated for one. My house is a disaster, I don't like arts and crafts, my children could use a bath at the moment, and I am currently watching them shove peanut butter and jelly sammiches in their mouths while I type this... cuz honestly nap time is getting shorter and I don't get much other free time. Was that a run on sentence? Whatever. I actually don't have a point today other than to introduce myself to whoever may happen upon this page. I need an outlet to rant about things and this is it. There are 4 children in this house (Smarty-Pants- 11, Booger-Butt-10, Prissy-Pants-2.5, and Loki- the demon child- also 2.5), 1 smelly old hound dawg, and a bitchy cat who enjoys chewing the heads off of small animals, and then there is me. I am woefully outnumbered. Nothing is normal around here and then at the same time it is. We often draw attention when out in public, and I have never been one to want the spotlight shined on me (and yet I am blogging, publicly- whatever). People love to ask questions too when you are lugging small children around, and they like to ask them at the most inopportune moments, like when you're standing in the only check-out line available in the whole grocery store, or when one spawn informs you that they have to pee, or when another spawn has decided to have a tantrum, or worse, when you yourself need to pick a wedgie. Really people, can't you see I'm busy here? I mean my underwear is stuck up my ass-crack because of the juggling dance party required to keep track of these kids and you choose now to ask me the obvious and annoying question- are they twins? WTH do you think? I envy your brilliance. Really, I do. Now go away and be stupid somewhere else, cuz I don't want it rubbing off on me and my kids. Thanks. People who stare make me feel awkward, stupid people that stare annoy the piss out of me, mostly though I am just awkward and those that know me are ok with that, and if you keep reading the crap that I post maybe you will be ok with my awkwardness too. So what are you lookin' at?? huh? huh? Move along, nothing to see here folks, nothing to see...
Cheers~ gonna go pour more coffee.... the cup is empty....
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