Whine in a box….

…..to go with the cheese in a can. Get it? Yeah, weak.

Here’s what’s going to happen. I’m going to whine now, and hopefully get it all out of my system. And since this is already going to be obnoxious to read, I’m going to go ahead and put it in list format, because what do I have to lose?

1. Summer. Summer’s great, except for: the heat, the fleas, the sweat, the grass, the bugs, the sunburns, the rain, the dirt, the stench of the dishwasher, the fleas, the smell of dog fresh in from outside, and the vehicle-as-oven effect.

2. Fleas. They have invaded my sofa corner. I CANNOT BELIEVE IT, as that one kid on Little Einsteins says. Though he always says it with awestruck wonder. Anyway, wherever the dogs hang out, there are fleas. And since my son routinely terrorizes them, they hang out a lot of different places, most of which happen to be directly under my feet. Also, they still eat poop.

3. Food. Makes me fat, everybody is always expecting me to make it appear for them, I have to go buy it (thanks, Joey, for going for me on Sunday), it costs a lot, it’s exhausting to think about, and I’m feeding my child marshmallows for lunch, I think. Well, just the one. The smaller one is easier to feed, much less thinking. If I could just keep up with which mother-loving side we’re on. And yes, there’s an app for that.

4. Clothing. Nothing fits, nothing looks good, and I don’t want to buy more to fit this body. I plan on having a different one soon. So I just look frumpy all the time. Meanwhile, clothing for males and females of 10 different sizes is piled in every corner, oozing from every shelf, mocking me. Drowning in clothes, nothing to wear.

5. Maintenance. Of everything. Dishes, laundry, walls, floors, linens, children, vision, lawn, finances, hair, fingernails, vehicles, relationships, vajayjays, responsibilities, teeth, food, appliances, and on and on and on.

Now I’ll carry on with my day and see how that worked.

4 Responses to this post.

  1. Martine's Gravatar

    Posted by Martine on 06/03/09 at 11:22

    LOL!! I love it. The stench of the dishwasher. Totally agree.
    I hope your whine helped. I have decided that after a week of some shock induced “taking it easy” and not working out, to get off my butt and start dealing with life again.

  2. Aunt Carolyn's Gravatar

    Posted by Aunt Carolyn on 06/03/09 at 14:13

    This has nothing to do with anything, but I wanted to call attention to a very special Mom-Joey’s Nanny Ruby. From the time she was l7 til she retired at age 65 I think, she was married twice and only took time off work for the birth of 5 kids. One boy aged 7 was killed in a car wreck, one girl died at age 41 of a heart attack, and the other 3 definitely gave her headaches (Joey knows what those are, so nuff said). But you never see her without a smile on her face even tho she’s now “raising” a 78 year old invalid, and would raise a l3 year old granddaughter if possible.
    So the next time you see her, give her a special hug, it’ll make her cry.

  3. Janelle's Gravatar

    Posted by Janelle on 06/03/09 at 15:16

    O girl, I feel you!! You are doing fantastic, and your kids (and you and hubby) are alive, fed and healthy at the end of the day. Call yourself a success! :)

  4. tori's Gravatar

    Posted by tori on 06/03/09 at 18:19

    Seriously? There’s an app for that?! Why is that funny to me? Oh, and I hear you on the feeling frumpy thing….

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