Friday, October 24, 2008

Happy Friday, me.

Welcome to the world of blogging. I was inspired to document my life on the page after seeing CATEOPIA, the funny and raw rants of a fellow friend, Carlen and her foray into the land of motherhood. I am a lover of the spectaular Erma Louise Bombeck, a true humorist who was able to put pen to papier in an effortless fashion best documenting the laments of motherhood and life as she knew it. I should hope this goes as smoothly for me.
Tonight, I will be leaving my wonderful husband and two children to enjoy a girl's night out. Wow. He will most probably throw chicken nuggets and french fries at their heads while I am gone, but it will all be worth it. You see, my husband, as kind and phenomenal as he is gets overwhelmed by the children plural. God love him, though. I will pray for him tonight as I have a good drinky poo with my good friend and people watch at a bar in the Fat City. Much better than cable tv.
Mackenzie is my youngest and Aidan my oldest. Our new cat, and newest member of the family is Jack. We are not cat people; however, apparently now we are, after having walked into the local Pet Smart and adopting him from one of the Vet. clerks. "He's a shelter cat, so you're saving a cat life," she said. Me, with my bright red lips and my husband with his sensitive, ponytail picked Jack up and have not let him go since. Mommy and Daddy. On to the children...Aidan was born 5 plus years ago after a tumultuous pregnancy, he's our little Jedi. He looks just like me, and I know its a bit of an ego trip when one has a kid, but he is the exact image of me as a child, just when my mother chopped all my hair off in a bad pixie cut after I wacked off the hair of my best friend. He smiles and I see myself. Mackenzie, on the other hand, has dark hair and darker features, but her mother's stern looks and temperament. She is my doe eyed Dora.
Happy Friday, me. Business almost done for the day and apparently one sign indicated that perhaps I am aging...a loss of vision in both eyes for an extended period this afternoon while eating a burger. Maybe I should become a vegetarian again and this is a sign-? Or maybe I'm just getting older and this is my body saying no no no...No, that's just Amy Winehouse and tonight I'm not going to rehab, just a Ladies night, oh what a night.

2 comments:

C+C said...

Your blog is going to make mine look pitiful!! You're much more elegant with your wording. I can't think that much.

How was girl's night?
It's nice to get out, eh? (Every Canadian I've ever met has been a wacko). Grammy and Grumpa took Cate on Friday. I slept for 12 hours. C'est bliss.

Grumpa even had to change a dirrrrty Cate diaper.

We're seriously looking forward to the zoo!

LoriG said...

You are freakin funny!? Girl's night...good times. I almost felt single again. Then, husband man called while driving to din din and put kiddos on the phone to kill it with a skillet...
So glad that your Momma et Poppa are helping you out with bebe person. Grumpa will be changing more poo poo to come...It's disgusting, but I am sooooo ready for Aidan and Kenzie's first love. It's going to be a slideshow of poo. Did I gross you out yet?
Girl, 12 hours of sleep, you not lyin', tres bliss. I think I got that for Mother's Day. No, I lie. For Mother's Day, it was Kenzie in my face and Aidan in my back, in bed with Mickey Mouse's Playhouse on the tube and J. yelling out "breakfast! coffee!" Ah, yes, bliss.