I know that most of you have heard this a thousand times, and if so, you may skip it...yes, you have my permission... But another person sent it to me this morning, and after a few days of running around like a crazy lady, getting all my meetings in, conversations with gran in, trying to find astronaut men for Henry's cake, I sort of had been humming the tune of the William Tell Overture in my head. (Why, oh WHY do stores not carry astronaut men? Don't they know that little boys STILL LOVE SPACE?????)
I am pretty sure that this music is a theme song for moms of multiple aged children. I have found that having them spread out is proving to be a real task. I go from making dinner at 4 to get my eldest to softball on time, to wiping a rear end. It just seems my world is always split three ways. (I am not one of the three by the way)
So anyway...here is the Mom's Overture, for those of you who have not heard it, you will laugh... I got quite reminiscent when she said "I'll give you something to cry about" I believe that was my dads mantra through the parenting adolescent girls years.
About Me
.jpg)
- PIE
- Maine, United States
- I used PIE, my nickname. When I was born, my father said "poor little pie face, she is so ugly no one will want to marry her, she will keep us warm in our old age." Yes it is true, and it stuck...so now, I am known as pie. This is how my journey started…NICE. I am a SAHM...which explains my brand of crazy. I live in Maine, just had another kid, and am feeling like I need to relocate to a shoe. My brother in-law and my sister convinced me that somehow, my life may be interesting to the masses…my secret thought is, as I sit at the bar in their house telling them about my life, they are thinking, “she is one crazy MoFo.” So this could just be their way of documenting it before they drop me off at the door of an institution. None the less, I have decided to give blogging a try. I do, however, worry that I will become the target of a seek and destroy mission led by my in-laws if I mention them too much, I am treading on thin ice as it is :-) Ultimately, writing about my screwed up life, I know I am eventually going to insult someone. So consider this a disclaimer and it is just going to have to cover it for the length of time that I decide to torture you all with my blog
No comments:
Post a Comment