So, for my first admission-- I was NOT totally busted by the library lady at my daughter's preschool. I DIDN'T bring down a "woulda-been book club" all by myself. You see, at the beginning of the school year, I looked into joining a book club for moms who had kiddos at our preschool. I didn't realize that the lady interested in starting this and I were the only ones who had signed up when it came time to plan the year. So I went to the first meeting with the library lady (L.L) and the other mom (O.M). We planned out the first semester's books and what dates we'd meet. Then we were going to hope someb0dy else joined. Well, the first meeting rolled around and I had a meeting at work for a new program during this book club time. I called and left a message for either L.L. or O.M. and went on to my meeting. I never heard anything from anybody, so I haven't been to a meeting ever! I was cruising through life not thinking twice about book club until last Friday when our preschool had a chili feed. Guess who was there--mmm hmmm, that's right-- library lady. She walked right up to me and said something that sounded like, "So you could never make it to book club, huh?" BUSTED! "Nope, I've been pretty busy, these kids keep my schedule full" I replied. Some small talk with a bit of awkward in the air proceeded. Come to find out, no one ever showed interest in this book club-- it never even started. I'm NOT wondering if this dang book club would have started had I not been so............
absent.
We had chicken and noodles for dinner last night. My Bug rubbed all the gooey sauce stuff all over her head. Well, the obvious solution for the perfect mom would be to give her a bath. But you see, the rest of her was perfectly clean--- and it wasn't even bath night. Hmmmmm... what's a mom to do? Maybe grab her baby in her post-dinner glory and take her to the sink. There was a brand new bottle of kid shampoo/conditioner I just bought at the store earlier that day sitting next to the sink. There was even a clean hand towel. It seemed to be calling my name. But let me assure you all, I DID NOT take my baby Bug to the sink, spray down her head, shampoo and condition in one step, and then rinse. NOPE, that would be the shortcut in life. I think I just ran upstairs and gave her a bath the old-fashioned way.
Finally, when lying in bed last night I was NOT thinking about having a baby on May 4th--in tornado alley. You see, worryworts sit around making things up in their head about a tornado ripping through the hospital right as the doctor says, "okay, it's time to push." And I'm NOT a worrywort. I'm definitely the kind of mom who lets life happen and crosses the bridge when we get there. I most certainly DID NOT imagine being swept up into a tornado in the "push" position. When has that ever happened?
And, so, you all see that I'm totally sane and I DON'T ever take the easy way out or think up crazy things. NOPE, NOT ME!
1 comment:
hilarious. Well, you went one step farther than me, I usually just wipe down her hair with the wash cloth, but every night is bath night here, so I know she'll get cleaned eventually! Jack was due April 27th, and I too had horrible nightmare/fantasies about tornadoes
: ) We're Kansas women, comes with the territory.
You should have been more anti-social at the chili feed (like us!) I can't believe we left so early. You were the only ones we knew. Everyone we know that goes there, didn't, and even his teachers didn't show.
I'm very behind on the NMM. I keep forgetting what they were. But I have noticed that I'm going through life with this sort of narrative in the background of how I'm going to write about the latest mishap.
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