Oh goody! It's Random Tuesday and I am just overflowing with randomness. Big surprise, I know.
Today is one of those days when I think I'd be better suited to work in the shoe department at Nordstrom. I just love the subject matter and wouldn't mind the hard work. I think it would be lovely to clock out and leave the madness behind. No strategy, no political position and backstabbing. Just work. Sounds so nice. And unrealistic. I know the grass isn't always greener, but a girl can dream.
My daughter is a darling child. If she's never given you the evil eye then you think she is innocent and charming. She's not. I told her today that there are some Mommys who hurt their children and sometimes she makes me understand why. She just stared at me like I was the one with a problem. Aarrrrggggghhhh - she has the MOST disarming way of getting under my skin. I have been irritated with her for hours on end now and she is happily playing at school with her friends. Maybe I AM the one with the problem. Actually I am sure of it.
There was a box on our doorstep last night from my Dad and Stepmom. I got some seriously gorgeous pearl earrings. They were so unexpected and such a fabulous treat on a Monday night. The Princess got a baby doll that she immediately named Lily Grace and carried her around feeding her and patting her back until it was time for bed. Lily Grace slept with her very proud new Mama. The Athlete got a super fancy compass, a navigation guide and a Swiss Army knife thingamabob. He was beyond thrilled. Beyond. We all think unexpected gifts are the very best. Thank you Daddy & Lana. We heart you.
E went to Vegas over the weekend and brought home some kind of sick. He was sick ALL night on Sunday night and kept me up with all of his carrying on and being ill. I hate that he's sick, really I do, but there's a certain level of graciousness that's expected when you're the one that needs help. Ya know - like when I was in labor and was sweet as pie to all the nurses even though they wouldn't give me any pain medication. Sweet Talk 101, Sir. It should sound like this.
"I know you worked hard all day with very little sleep and have cared for my children single handedly since I left on Friday morning, but may I please have some toast? I'd really appreciate a cold drink and a snack. I'm sorry I have been infecting our spotless bedroom for 24 hours and creeping you out. I'll make it up to you very soon."
Yeah, it should sound like that. And it's a little odd that you slept soundly through all of last night's chaos of dinner, baths and homework as well as the morning preparations but then you are up and at em less than an hour later and headed to an overnight in LA. I'm not really a suspicious girl, but the last time I peeked in you were barely conscious. I'm just sayin' . . .
Cruise over to see what Randomness the Unmom and her friends have come up with today. It's guaranteed good.