Monday, August 31, 2009

Bottle me some of that!

We have some great friends! I mean it...great.
I love um.
We just spent a glorious 3 day weekend with 3 of those fabulous friends. We went to beautiful lake arrowhead where their family has a lakeside home. Gorgeous!
We had a ton of fun!
You know how time usually flies when you're having fun?
We'll for some lucky reason our 3 days felt like a week. I think because we truly left "everything" behind us when we backed out of our drive way. No work, no worries, no phone, no computer, no laundry, no stress. It wasn't until right before we left that I started to wipe down a counter top and realized that I hadn't used my "cleaning" muscles for a few days. I was sore from my first wakeboard attempt and wiping the counter top hurt. I should probably nurse that muscle and not overuse it for a while. Dontcha think?

Saturday, August 22, 2009

Sock it to me!

Socks and I have a love/hate relationship. While I enjoy their comfort on a cold day as I snuggle up with a good book...they are the bane of my existence!

My family has a "community sock basket". What is this you ask? This is the place where all socks go after their journey through the washing machine and in the dryer. I have been placing them in said basket for lets say..........years. I hate folding socks!

There are always socks missing their match. Why is this? Where do they go?
There are too many socks that look alike but don't belong together.
There are socks in there that I KNOW nobody wears.
I hardly even wear socks. I'm almost always in a pair of flip flops and when I do wear shoes that require socks it's because I'm camping or working out. Let's face it. This isn't a common occurance.
After spending so much time folding and putting away clean laundry (another chore I dispise ) who wants to spend all that time and energy matching and folding socks?
Trust me...i've tried it all. "c'mon kids, lets make a game out of it". I've folded them all and then tried to "keep up" on it and fold as I go.

I decided a long time a go that if anyone needs socks, let them dig. Of course this brings me great guilt. Who wants to see their tired husband or son digging through the basket 'o socks at 6:15 in the morning. Eeks! I feel the pangs even as I picture this.

No worries! I've come up with a plan! I'm gonna throw the sock basket with all socks in it away.
New socks are needed anyway to replace the old and holy ones, right? It's time. Will doing this bring me greater guilt? Do the kids in Africa even wear socks? Isn't it too hot there?

Maybe I will go on a sock shopping spree. Perhaps a "different" type of sock for each member of the family. Only hubby and oldest son wear the same size. Maybe a gray toe for one and not the other. I'm getting excited about this plan. How many pairs of socks does one human being need? 7? 10? 14? I think I need to do some research.

I feel better now. I will no longer have to hide my head in shame. I will no longer have to hide my sock basket when we have company. Let it be known........I am not ashamed!
Suck it socks!

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

To blog or not to blog........

Is that really the question?
I ask myself many questions throughout the day.

Why must school start so early?
Can I get away with wearing this another day?
Can I get away without washing my hair another day?
Is leftover spaghetti a nutritious breakfast?
When will I start my diet?
What should I make for dinner?
Why must school get out so early?

I also get asked many questions throughout the day.

Do I HAVE to brush my teeth?
Did you sign that 854th form I brought home from school?
Can you tell so and so sibling to leave me alone?
Can I have some money?
Can I have a snack even though I see you're making dinner?
What's for dinner?

Although the questions seem to pour in all day long I don't always have the answers.
To blog or not to blog? I guess we'll see.