Thursday, June 9, 2011

Edible Garbage

Do you ever have one of those days, or weeks, when you get home from work, tired and hungry. You look in the fridge and although you see "things" and you have "stuff" in your pantry that you could probably put together a meal, the thought and effort to do so just drains any remaining life you have left for the day.

This is my life. The other day Wrigley pulled a bag of Texas size croutons out of the pantry. That's right, my son LOVES eating croutons plain, like a cracker or chip. The best part, I kept giving them to him. And subsequently the dog too because whatever Wrigley eats, Mojo eats.

Tonight, I'm looking in the fridge and Wrigley pulls the ketchup out of the fridge and takes it to the table. I give him some Ritz crackers and he's trying to open the ketchup bottle. So I get him a bowl and put some ketchup in it. This is my son's dinner. He's eating cheese slices, while dipping the crackers in the ketchup.

Surely there's got to be a Mother-of-the-Year Award for this kind of parenting, right?! :)

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Is it NOISY in Here?!

My life is full of noise. Noise inside my head, noise at work, noise from the toddler-size terror running through my home, noise from the cute but annoyingly loud dog that is always barking (I swear I'm going deaf). Noise from my husband, either yelling at said dog for being too loud, or playing with said toddler, or perhaps, even on occasion, snoring like a Grizzly Bear in the next room (yes I'm still up at 10:42 pm trying to get in some me time and STILL I can hear him snoring.....). Noise, noise, noise!

Hopefully this Blog will serve as a nice little outlet for some of this noise and in return I promise to entertain to the best of my abilities. I'm no scholar and I can't promise I won't fall asleep or get some slobber on the keyboard while I'm at it. I mean, come on, a girl's got to sleep where she can, right?! Speaking of sleep I suppose I should get to bed. No matter how late I stay up, work will still come and then I'll be drooling on a different keyboard.