Holiday Break

The first day of holiday break dawns.   Whoooo Hooooo!!  No more 5:15 alarm for 3 weeks.  No getting dressed!!! (don't judge)   Old Christmas movies!!!  Shopping!!  Epic naps!!!  Shopping!!  Yes, I said it twice.  Teens sucking up to me in anticipation of gifts!!  What a joyous time!!

What's this???  I'm sneezing, coughing, nose running.  NOOOOOOOOO!  
A freaking cold.  On the first day of break.   After all my hand washing and  keeping small children at an arms length. Running away when others cough.  All the precautions down the toilet.   WTH.

Zicam better work cause this gal takes holiday breaks seriously.   

Updates to follow.  

Zombies, Women's Prison, Aristocracy aka. My TV Series Addiction

You would think with all the holiday hoopla I would be consumed with holiday schedules, tinsel, gift giving etc.  But, what nobody really knows is what my little brain is really thinking about.



I'm  thinking and worrying about what's going to happen and WHEN on upcoming episodes of~~~~The Walking Dead   And Sons of Anarchy.  And Orange Is The New Black.  And Downton Abbey........



I've never ever been a huge TV fan but for some reason (old age, not know what friends are talking about) I've become a series addict.

It is positively killing me.   Will Carol come back on Walking Dead??  When the heck is Orange is New Black coming back???   How will Mary survive the loss of Matthew on Downton???  All these questions are swirling in my head daily.  And why do I think Juice is so sexy on Sons of Anarchy???? 



My main question is now that I'm hooked why are they already over??  This is winter. The boring time.  None of these shows are coming back til after the holidays and then some which is driving me crazy.  I need help. TV series intervention.

  

Always Have Sweat Pants

Isn't it nice when you have a great week?  You feel good. The future looks good etc.   That has been my week and I hope it keeps on going.  

I don't know about everyone else but December is always a busy month.  Having kids means December explodes with events, parties, exams, practices. You name it.   My days are spent driving, dropping off and picking up.  My gas is already double than normal months.  

And you know what?  I love it.  Wouldn't trade it. EVER.   Even when I blew up because both of my teens was running in a 5k Saturday morning and my youngest zombie realized he had no sweat pants. None. Nothing even close.  That morning.  30 minutes before we had to be there. And it was 20 degrees outside. (I really don't know if that's accurate but, it was freakin cold)   Seriously??  How could he (I) miss that???   

Who the hell doesn't have a pair of sweats laying around???   And he's the youngest.  He should have 10 years worth of hand me downs from 2 brothers.

I offered a pair of my warmest yoga pants.  Crap, their black no one will notice I said.  You would have thought I was asking him to wear my panties the way he reacted.

So, I jumped in my car and verbally blistered both boys about responsibility, thinking ahead, I'm not going to always be able to come to the last minute rescue....(yeah, right)

 blah blah blah and drove to corner drugstore.  They have crappy sweat pants all freakin year except Saturday.

Onward to Wal-Mart.  I'm really on a roll by then.  

Pay $20 for a pair of sweatpants.  Told youngest they were a Christmas gift and don't expect anything else.   (Hey, they all know without enough coffee I will turn into psycho  Mom)

Later this week an acquaintance told me she was thrilled to see my boys at the run and how nice and polite they were and so helpful and how much $$ was raised........

Made me feel like an asshole Mom. Teen boys don't think ahead. Maybe it was my fault for not checking his closet.   So, maybe I should back it up and get him the matching sweatshirt for Christmas.........

Bad Attitude Mom or Suck It Navy

2013 has not been my favorite year.  Usually I laugh and laugh my way through years past ignoring or fixing the unpleasant but not this year.  I can't honestly say that anything bad or tragic has occurred.  Just that I haven't been a fan of this year.

Maybe it's because my husband has been working like 400 hours a week.  ALL YEAR to the point people have no idea who he is when we stand together.

Maybe it's because my teenage boys are getting busier (which is expected) and sitting around with Mom watching Sponge Bob has disappeared overnight. And I find myself all alone and bored.



Maybe because I'm tired and sad about Baby Boy#1 in the Navy not being home again for the holidays or any day.  And knowing I won't see him until August and I haven't seen him since last January.   I'm not feeling very patriotic right now so I'm sending a Christmas Card addressed to The Navy.  Inside I'm writing SUCK IT NAVY.    From Mom.  

Usually I am the proverbial cup is half full.  The female version of Clark Griswald.  The Queen Mother of practical jokes.  The laughing with my boys til milk squirts out someones nose.  

Maybe it's time to start Prozac and day drinking.   Cause this is one Mom who needs an attitude adjustment.




Here's hoping that my laughter will be back in full swing for 2014