Saturday, December 31, 2005
Enough with the schmaltz!
Okay. The blog is officially out of the Christmas-special zone, where everybody hugs and forgives and, wait... did we just spy a twinkling light and hear a faint ring of sleighbells outside the window?
We're having a little New Year's Eve get-together tonight, and I made the mistake of saying it was a dinner. Now I have to cook, and my house is so messy I don't know where to start. Looks like the lights will be turned low and some prepared foodstuffs might find their way onto my table. Whenever I plan something like this, I see myself cleaning and cooking in an empty house, humming to myself and smiling. Why? That's not my reality! I never cook without a toddler at my knee, either yelling or asking repeatedly to nurse. It's never relaxing, never fun, never meditative. What was I thinking?
Will it all turn out well in the end? Tune in next time to the reality-TV hit, The Mommy! (it's just like The Nanny, but the chick who looks after the kids isn't as cute. Plus, she actually looks after the kids, sort of.)
Okay. The blog is officially out of the Christmas-special zone, where everybody hugs and forgives and, wait... did we just spy a twinkling light and hear a faint ring of sleighbells outside the window?
We're having a little New Year's Eve get-together tonight, and I made the mistake of saying it was a dinner. Now I have to cook, and my house is so messy I don't know where to start. Looks like the lights will be turned low and some prepared foodstuffs might find their way onto my table. Whenever I plan something like this, I see myself cleaning and cooking in an empty house, humming to myself and smiling. Why? That's not my reality! I never cook without a toddler at my knee, either yelling or asking repeatedly to nurse. It's never relaxing, never fun, never meditative. What was I thinking?
Will it all turn out well in the end? Tune in next time to the reality-TV hit, The Mommy! (it's just like The Nanny, but the chick who looks after the kids isn't as cute. Plus, she actually looks after the kids, sort of.)