Tuesday, January 12
Not Me ~ err, Monday??
Yes, I know it's Tuesday. Don't judge.
It's not like me to procrastinate ~ no way. That just leads to stress (of which I do not have) and things pile up out of control. I do not know what that would feel like, but i'm guessing it would lead to insomnia; which I also do not suffer from.
It has come to my attention that some mothers out there are actually too exhausted some days to properly feed their children. I would never let Trinity make herself a "chocolate icing sandwich" for breafast simply becuase I was too tired/sick to get out of bed at 5:30 AM and stop her.
Also, I would never tell Trinity to "go watch Sponge Bob" while I finish some work on the computer. I would not tell her this even though my work was done, and was just catching up on facebook instead. That would be wrong, and well... that's not the way I roll. I always tell her the truth.
While tidying up her craft area, I do not throw anything out. I keep every little craft, snowflake, stick family picture, and painted toilet paper roll. I mean, c'mon people ~ those are precious memories right there.
After bringing me my morning "coffee" that she proudly made herself from pink lemonade, chocolate sauce, coffee grounds, and salt. I did not take it with me to the bathroom, and pour it down the drain while pretending to wash my face.
And, I did not top it off with a completely fake " Mmmm, that was yummy" comment, just to ease my guilt.
I did not get pissed off and mumble the word "fuck" in Walmart. And after being chastised by Trinity for not saying the word, I did not begin to debate with a 5 yr old that I said the word "frick" instead.
And, I did not lose said debate when she did not look at me, raise one eyebrow (yes, she can do that), and say real loud, "Mommy, that means the same thing as FUCK, ya know."
To which I did not reply, "Fine, just don't tell your dad."
He reads my blog though... Frick.
(got me a new little signature thingy... yay me )