Is this freaking hilarious or what?
The girls were going out for their Daddy Day and they left their webkins to watch me have my "alone time". Truthfully, they don't understand alone time and aren't interested in trying. They have no concept of what time without themselves might consist of. I think they just wanted to spy and see if I was having an ice cream party and going to webkin world (crystal methamphetawebkin world, I also call it) without them.
So I thought I would put up a post about it because it was so funny. I decided to put up a picture of what the webkins were seeing. My favorite spot on the couch. My cat Bailey, my favorite blanket. My current book (long done) The Lovely Bones (the "don't have any knitting projects going while you read it" book which is actually kind of dull, imo)
Thing is, it took me awhile to put up the whole post because I had some massive picture cropping to do.
Is there anyone left on the planet making the mistake of thinking I have it going on? Anyone who thinks I have it all under control or that I know what I am doing or that I manage all this crap with grace and dignity and success?
Seriously though. It doesn't take much for me to make myself feel inadequate as a stay- at- home- Mom for a few minutes. I see a lot of women who really do seem to have it all together, managing a family, a home, a job and a whole mess of kids. Dang, I wonder, how does she pull all that off? Truth is though, I could if I wanted to. If I put more importance on having laundry put away I would have it done. Super Mom's don't care that they just did the same danged laundry last week. They are just fine seeing all those clothes again and washing, drying, folding and putting them away. Maybe guilty is a better word. I feel kind of guilty that I don't have the drive to make my kids a snack with happy carrot eyeballs on a smiling pea pod. Of course, Super Mom doesn't have The Wango Tango to wrestle with. Still, even without it I think I would not spend my time making an Easter tree out of toilet paper rolls.
Meh. Priorities. I bet Super Mom can't blog like the wind.
I AM DISORGANIZED AND I AM PROUD
Granted this was over Christmas time, and so much of the mess is gifts. Yes, I often give the gift of junk mail, why do you ask?
Today's lessons are then, you can't judge a book by it's cover. And, the grass is always greener. You never know what goes on behind closed doors. A bird in the hand is worth 2 in the bush (I never understood that one so I am just guessing it might fit) and, a rolling stone gathers no moss.