Classic Fakeout

I took the girls to the movies yesterday afternoon; Mary and her next door neighbor friends, while I slipped over the get a massage.  I knew they would be done before me so I put a 20 under my phone, and when they came by I told Mary to grab it and go shopping at Claire's for 30 minutes.  When I finished, they weren’t back yet, so I went to Claire's... they were nowhere to be found.  

I noticed I had missed 4 calls from my next door neighbor and he was just calling me again to find out when we would be back.  He was pressed for time because his daughter had a soccer game at 6.  Anyway, after a couple of frantic minutes passed, I saw the girls come out of the shop next to Claire's and called out for Mary.  As they walked towards me, she could see I was pretty mad.  I told her she was in big trouble, and just left it at that.  

When we got back, Mary stayed at the next door neighbor's house for a few hours before coming home.  She was all freaked out about what kind of trouble she was in for... she was actually volunteering punishment; "Mommy, I can just return these things to the store as punishment... what are you going to do to me anyway?!"  I said, "That's it... for you to torture yourself for the past two hours, about what your punishment would be... that is your punishment!"

Guilty Internet Pleasures

Trying to find a good blog to read is like trying to find a four-leaf clover... in a parking lot... on a rainy day. I am under no delusions that my blog is, in my wildest dreams, even close to interesting, even for my parents, who seem to favor Facebook.


Anyway, I think I found the "four-leaf clover" of blogs a few weeks ago, called Scary Mommy (www.scarymommy.com) It's well-written, hilarious, and most important, doesn't make me feel like a complete failure as a parent. I actually started reading it because of a new feature on the site that allows people to post anonymous confessions. Yeah, I posted some confessions and no, I'm not telling you!

Well, okay, maybe just one, or two... I eat Mary's gummy bear vitamins like candy (no big deal, I think a lot of people do that!) and, I've recently added Anthony Bourdain to my spank bank.

What?!

He's really sexy!


There are over 7000 confessions now and I've probably read every one of them... I know, I know, a colossal waste of time, but I can't help it... I'm addicted! I can see a 12-step program in my future. After the first couple dozen confessions they pretty much repeat themselves, but I'm just blown away by how much women:

1. Hate their husbands/ mother-in-laws/ sister-in-laws,

2. Smoke weed,

3. Want to have sex with other women,

4. Wish they had a single friend,

5. Can't wait to get away from their kids (stay-at-home moms),

6. Can't wait to get home to their kids (working moms),

7. Have secret credit cards,

8. Secretly hire maids to clean their houses,

9. Beat themselves up because they... spank their kids, can't keep a clean house, use vibrators, drink too much, think they're too fat, eat Oreo cookies for breakfast and cereal for dinner , etc, etc...

...and it just goes on and on, like a pile up on the interstate that you can't look away from.

Truly Random Post

Mike left for NH on Tuesday and I found myself unable to sleep every night this week except for last night... I think I was just so tired. It was a pretty deep sleep until about 330am, when Mary was prodding me to wake up because she had an ear ache. Dammit! I thought we were done with those! Anyway, gave her some meds and she was back to sleep in no time.


I paid a cleaning service to come in and deep clean the house on Thursday and I think that is contributing to a really fantastic mood this morning... worth every penny!

I'm just going to try and sit around all day and read my Kindle... there's a "top-ten" list on Chuck Palahniuk's website that I'm going to queue up and start working my way through... that is, if Mare-Bear lets me... she seems to think we're going bike riding (not sure how she's going to do that without a bike) and then to Macy's. It is possible she may motivate me off this couch... she can be very persuasive. If I just avoid looking into her eyes I might be able to escape her wiccan-like charms.


It's inevitable that I will have to return to BKK very soon to pack out... Soooo not looking forward to the flight. But, on the positive side... frequent flyer miles, $10 massages, Samea Beach, and all the other pleasantries Thailand has to offer :-)


I have more random thoughts swirling about my repository of consciousness, but I don't like re-reading a long blog entry.


Kuligowski Out!