BLOG DRUNK.
First I must issue an apology for abandoning my blog. I know my followers were deeply depressed. (all 2 of you)
Big news...Mike just surprised me with a trip to Maui for a week!! So much to do to prepare...pedicure, swimsuit shopping, bikini wax, drink the rest of this bottle of chardonnay...
Below is a pic of the last time I visited Hawaii, mind you I was knocked up, this time I am not. Hallelujah.
Oh! And Abuela is housesitting!!!!!!!! Long live mariachis!!!!!!
There is a hole in my soul that can only be filled by shopping, spending, BUYING.
As much as I try to ignore it, push this obsession away, I cannot fight it.
Not being the size 4, I wish I were, is a bummer. But wait, I can always buy some cute things for Mia! Her cute little butt will adorable in these! Oh, and we need the matching socks, panties, bows sunglasses, hat...YADDA YADDA YADDA. The child has an array of outfits brand spanking new, tags still attached in her closet (which, I might add is bigger than Grant's Tomb) yet I still continue to buy. Is there a medication for this? I spend countless hours online on my favorite websites creating carts full of clothes, and then get tired, ditch them & go to bed. I keep my favorite catalogs (Hanna Andersson, Boden, Babystyle) by the tub and study them, highlighting my next purchases....
Do I need a hobby or what?
My grandma has been "visiting" since December 2.
She is from Iola Kansas. She listens to mariachi music full blast, sometimes it is deafening. She watches 12-15 soap operas daily. She saves my empty Starbucks cups because she likes the sayings on the side of them. She eats leftovers from my fridge that are borderline lethal.
Despite her quirks, she will be missed. It's nice to have a fellow adult around in a day full of preschool and baby-speak. I don't actually mind her eating the leftovers either, Her high pitched voice, reminding me of the 500 things I need to do that day will be ringing in my ears long after she is home in her tiny apartment. I will miss the late night trips to Wal-Mart and Barnes & Noble, just out spending money on various unneeded trinkets. My children will walk around like zombies in the wake of her absence, similar to lost puppy dogs.
Until next time, adios Abuela xo xo xo
Seriously, when did Mike playing Call of Duty and me sitting online bored to death become quality time? Once the kids are in bed aren't we supposed to be together? Not just in the same room?
On another note, these holidays & snow days are going to be the death of me! Martin Luther King's birthday? Great, but get thee your butts to Montessori school! For shitsake, we pay nearly $75 a day! And then 2 snowdays after MLK?!? Are you effing kidding me? Don't get me wrong, I fully appreciate quality time with my kiddos but this is getting ridiculous. I need some wine and a hot bath, oh, and my new Candace Bushnell book....
