Thursday, June 26, 2014

r u three?

Summer officially started Monday.  2 weeks ago school was out and we left immediately for the south and my yearly gig with the BlarneyGirls at the Blairsville Scottish Festival.  A marvelous time was had by all and then we headed home just to have the band meet me up here and play two shows in Wisconsin.

This is terribly boring, but it explains while Monday morning, the house was suddenly empty of all the guests and it was just the kids and I, staring blankly at each other.  The day did not begin well.  I know many moms who wail about the summer and how they can't stand the craziness of the kids and how they can't wait to send them back to school and I always thought they were just grumpy pants people.

Until Monday.

At one point I was marching through the house hollering that summer was cancelled.  I won't give specifics, but things were not going well.

The cruddy thing is, last summer was AMAZING.  I had two kids old enough to have some serious fun with and the baby was still very much a baby who was content with sitting in his carseat on excursions.  I was so happy all the time I couldn't stand it - you may remember my infrequent LIFE IS SO GRAND posts.

But now I have 2 kids who are still open to fun, and one kid whose life's ambition is to run into traffic.  And to burst the eardrums of EVERYONE EVERYWHERE.  I love this 1 year old but if we both make it to September I'm going to ... I can't think of it yet, but I'm going to do something drastic and wonderful for myself.  It's a big IF.

Did I pop onto Blogger just to moan and groan to y'all?  No.  Well okay, a little.  But I'm also on here because I CAN.  See, a few years ago my laptop died and I decided I didn't want a replacement because I didn't want that big of a distraction around.  I wanted to be in the moment with the kids, you know?  Besides, if I need something I have my handy dandy iPhone.  Except the iPhone is also really slow and typing is a pain and I can't ever really comment on anything.  Anywhere.  We have a big awesome computer (a few actually) but the one with all the awesomeness is the big one in the living room that also acts as our TV and is shared with the whole family, so getting access is not simple.  Which has been fine - a little isolating, but fine.

Until Monday morning when I was convinced we were all going to kill each other and the thought came into my head that I needed a diversion.  HARDCORE.  A diversion that allows me to read blogs and comment and get out of the madness for a few minutes.  TO ACTUALLY BLOG AGAIN.  So I've convinced the husband's tablet thingy to accept me and that's how right now I'm am connecting with you and ignoring the fact that Thing 3 smells like a barn and is trying to dissect the vacuum.

So hello!  Have a nice day!  I exist!  I look like a crazy person!  I'm not going to come up with a witty finish because the Dude is trying to convince me that he should have cotton candy for lunch tomorrow and I'm so tired I'm actually considering it!  Bye!


Jane said...

I would say, as long as the sharp metal parts are elsewhere, let him have at the vacuum! Handy skill later in life.
And as for cotton candy, can you dye the mashed potatoes and TELL him it's cotton candy?
I am going to be a great mother.

Anonymous said...

Blessed are the cracked, for they shall let the light in.

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