Who wants to go to the beach? Who wants to just lay there with the sun on their skin (with sunscreen of course) listening to the waves hit the shore? Me, Me, Me....
It's a whopping 37 degrees here in New York and there's a little man in my head chiseling away at it. My son has a cold with a bad cough and there are tons of things to be done at the office and at home. I can handle it. After all, "I am woman, hear me roar.", right? I tell my kids that I am actually a ninja by night and that I do great exploits when they're asleep. Like fold laundry and put it away so when they wake up their socks and pants are all in their rightful place or do the dishes without the clink of a glass. Except that they don't believe me. I got this when my littlest guy tells me that, "Mom, I can't wait to be an adult." I of course, super curious, said, "Really, why?" He says, "So I can sit around and do nothing like you." I was like, "Whaaaaat?" And He says, "Yes, after you've made dinner and helped me with my homework and do the laundry and sweep and fix the couch and play with me, you sit and watch "Pioneer Woman" or "Love It or List It", that's not fair." I was about to send him to his room but I counted to 10 and I was better.
Needless to say, I love my family. But there are times when a girl needs Calgon (do they even make it anymore?), a nice cup of exotic tea, candles and a locked bathroom door to escape. Except that they do find you...
I do sound like I need a break, don't I? But whenever I am given the opportunity to go away, I don't. I find an excuse to stay home. I love being with my kiddos and hunk. I really do. I love my Friday Family Nights. We all squeeze onto one couch with pillows and blankets and eat popcorn and pizza. Pure Bliss!
I do love the beach but I'll take that green couch with my loves over that beach, anytime.
Calgon moments come like a roller coaster ride. There are ups and there are downs. Seasons. Moments when you are squealing with delight and moments when you feel like throwing up. Moments when you throw your hands up in the air for the thrill and moments when you throw your hands in the air cause you quit (or at least want to). Those throw up moments are growing moments and they don't last. But I choose to focus on those take-my-breath-away moments. That happens with my family; my smarty-pants son, my sarcastic teen and my blue-eyed hunk. Those sunsets on the lake wouldn't be the same without them. Those hikes in the mountains wouldn't be as breathtaking and majestic without sharing them with my guys.
For now, I'll "escape" to my oasis in my bathroom, my tub. I'll light the candles, turn out the lights. I'll sink into my warm bubble bath, close my eyes, take a deep breath and relax. Well, until I hear something break or a weepy knock on the door. Hey, at least it lasted for 60 seconds.
It's a whopping 37 degrees here in New York and there's a little man in my head chiseling away at it. My son has a cold with a bad cough and there are tons of things to be done at the office and at home. I can handle it. After all, "I am woman, hear me roar.", right? I tell my kids that I am actually a ninja by night and that I do great exploits when they're asleep. Like fold laundry and put it away so when they wake up their socks and pants are all in their rightful place or do the dishes without the clink of a glass. Except that they don't believe me. I got this when my littlest guy tells me that, "Mom, I can't wait to be an adult." I of course, super curious, said, "Really, why?" He says, "So I can sit around and do nothing like you." I was like, "Whaaaaat?" And He says, "Yes, after you've made dinner and helped me with my homework and do the laundry and sweep and fix the couch and play with me, you sit and watch "Pioneer Woman" or "Love It or List It", that's not fair." I was about to send him to his room but I counted to 10 and I was better.
Needless to say, I love my family. But there are times when a girl needs Calgon (do they even make it anymore?), a nice cup of exotic tea, candles and a locked bathroom door to escape. Except that they do find you...
I do sound like I need a break, don't I? But whenever I am given the opportunity to go away, I don't. I find an excuse to stay home. I love being with my kiddos and hunk. I really do. I love my Friday Family Nights. We all squeeze onto one couch with pillows and blankets and eat popcorn and pizza. Pure Bliss!
I do love the beach but I'll take that green couch with my loves over that beach, anytime.
Calgon moments come like a roller coaster ride. There are ups and there are downs. Seasons. Moments when you are squealing with delight and moments when you feel like throwing up. Moments when you throw your hands up in the air for the thrill and moments when you throw your hands in the air cause you quit (or at least want to). Those throw up moments are growing moments and they don't last. But I choose to focus on those take-my-breath-away moments. That happens with my family; my smarty-pants son, my sarcastic teen and my blue-eyed hunk. Those sunsets on the lake wouldn't be the same without them. Those hikes in the mountains wouldn't be as breathtaking and majestic without sharing them with my guys.
For now, I'll "escape" to my oasis in my bathroom, my tub. I'll light the candles, turn out the lights. I'll sink into my warm bubble bath, close my eyes, take a deep breath and relax. Well, until I hear something break or a weepy knock on the door. Hey, at least it lasted for 60 seconds.
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