I was going to post a nice little snarky post, but quite frankly, I am just to damn overwhelmed. My head is aching........ (was it the two shots of tequila I did last night or my period starting up?) and I am feeling bloated. I am gaining so much weight in my boobs and belly that I would swear I was pregnant. My husband so patiently points out that in order to be pregnant, I would have to be having sex. Ahhhh....is that how it works?
Another rant is just how itchy I am; my nose, my forhead, my scalp. It is driving me freaking mad. I am supposed to be cleaning for my big Bunko hosting debut, but just can't seem to get motivated. Yes, I am a proscratinator. I will just take off next Tuesday and kick ass then. Anyway, back to my itching. Benedryl is not doing it for me. Is is the endless number of meds I am on? I would rather be off the hook high or low than itch all day like a monkey. It is only 1 p.m. Way to early for alcohol or bedtime, so I guess I am for an annoying 8+ hours.
Okay, gotta run. I am putting some of my gazillion handbags on Fleabay to sell. This whole economy thing is freaking me out!
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Saturday, September 27, 2008
First post! Ahhhh.....online therapy.
Okay, today is my first post for my new blog. Let's start by telling you a bit about myself, shell we? I am 36 years old (duh), married, mother of two working part-time in a non-for-profit job (translation; working for pennies). I am also the VP for my children's elementary school PTA. Do you think my life is busy enough? Hell no!! Add in housework, soccer practice, church school, Bunko, book club and a needy pup.
Okay, time to back up a touch. To be honest, up until 5 weeks ago, I was a slacker SAHM. Now before I get torched at the stake by SAHM's , let me clarify; I really was a slacker. When all of the other mommies in the oh so sweet subdivision I live in brought their children to every "Mommy and Me" activity known to man and met on a regular basis for cooking classes and Pampered Chef parties, I rebelled. I was the loner. If my kids scored a playdate, it was only out of luck and timing; not persistent calls from me. It does not help that I have been clinically diagnosed with Bi-polar 2 and Depression. I guess that I let these dictate my life and become my excuse when I just wanted to put the kids in front of the TV and surf Gawker and The Purse Forum all day (how freaking shallow is that??).
Well, I am now a reformed slacker mom. I did not take a baby step into the world of "soccer mom" (oh how I hate that term; and do not get me started on Sara Palin). I jumped in head first, taking on the PTA and other numbing, time consuming activities so that I am an active mom in our competitive community of SUV driving, blue tooth wearing, latte drinking power moms. This is of course all while starting up my career after taking a leisurely 8 years off from working professionally. Am I insane???? Yes, and I have all the wonderful meds to prove it.
The problem is that I do not adapt to change well. Therefore, the name of my blog; mid-life crises at the tender age of 36. Who am I really? What purpose do I serve? Can I get a nutritious dinner on the table by 5:30 that my kids will actually eat? All good questions and all that will be explored through my new blog.
So for now this is all the dry witted humor you will get out of me tonight. SNL will be on in 36 minutes and I am hoping for another Palin roast (yes, I am liberal inside and out; which explains the working for a non-profit for chump change) which with a bottle of Bud Light Lime (okay, make that 4 bottles) will get me through the night. For now, I leave you this little ditty for a chuckle:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rfz6QGmuvp4
Okay, time to back up a touch. To be honest, up until 5 weeks ago, I was a slacker SAHM. Now before I get torched at the stake by SAHM's , let me clarify; I really was a slacker. When all of the other mommies in the oh so sweet subdivision I live in brought their children to every "Mommy and Me" activity known to man and met on a regular basis for cooking classes and Pampered Chef parties, I rebelled. I was the loner. If my kids scored a playdate, it was only out of luck and timing; not persistent calls from me. It does not help that I have been clinically diagnosed with Bi-polar 2 and Depression. I guess that I let these dictate my life and become my excuse when I just wanted to put the kids in front of the TV and surf Gawker and The Purse Forum all day (how freaking shallow is that??).
Well, I am now a reformed slacker mom. I did not take a baby step into the world of "soccer mom" (oh how I hate that term; and do not get me started on Sara Palin). I jumped in head first, taking on the PTA and other numbing, time consuming activities so that I am an active mom in our competitive community of SUV driving, blue tooth wearing, latte drinking power moms. This is of course all while starting up my career after taking a leisurely 8 years off from working professionally. Am I insane???? Yes, and I have all the wonderful meds to prove it.
The problem is that I do not adapt to change well. Therefore, the name of my blog; mid-life crises at the tender age of 36. Who am I really? What purpose do I serve? Can I get a nutritious dinner on the table by 5:30 that my kids will actually eat? All good questions and all that will be explored through my new blog.
So for now this is all the dry witted humor you will get out of me tonight. SNL will be on in 36 minutes and I am hoping for another Palin roast (yes, I am liberal inside and out; which explains the working for a non-profit for chump change) which with a bottle of Bud Light Lime (okay, make that 4 bottles) will get me through the night. For now, I leave you this little ditty for a chuckle:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rfz6QGmuvp4
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