whatever

soooooo tired.

i stayed up until 4 AM talking with chicago jen last night.
and until 2:45 the night before.

i love my nights with jen.

but i am tired today.
VERY tired.

the men golfed one day 18 holes.
so jen and i decided to take some time without kids too...just moms...when the dads were back.

we went to get pedicures.
and jenny's was good.
mine was.......not.


here is jen's.
we started at the same time.

here is mine at the exact time as hers.


notice how the chair is empty?

it had already been empty about 10 minutes at this point.
my feet were on a cold wet rag.

jenny's girl put on her shoes....gave her the toe seperators....massaged her legs with warm lotion.....
did all the things she was supposed to do.
she was pampered (and i am happy for her)

i got....my toenails painted.


and it's not because my feet were in such good shape that they didn't need work.
my last pedi was in july.

it was just a really bad pedicure.
she never came back either....she just talked to her friend in the back and then started on a girl who came in for a manicure.

something to laugh about.
it was ridiculously funny.
i kept thinking i was getting filmed to see how i would react. 
it was CRAZY!

ok........i need a nap.

AND

my ETSY SHOP will open on MONDAY.

for real this time.
i promise.
cross my heart.

MONDAY at noon.

 

need sleepy.

 

i want you to know...

that i don't have it all together.
or get it all done.

i keep getting comments or emails asking "how do you do it all?"  
"how can you handle everything?"
you say you feel exhausted.
and overwhelmed.

ME TOO.

i got another one of those emails yesterday.
i looked up from my computer and shook my head.
i picked up my camera and made sure i showed you the reality of my home.

i did not touch one thing in these rooms.
this is exactly what they looked like at 10 AM yesterday.














i am not proud of this.
but this is reality.
we do clean it up....but it never stays clean.

my kids have lots of chores but yet it always is a big ol' mess in here!

i get really discouraged when i clean it up or we all clean up and by bedtime..... 
it looks just as dirty as before.
ugh.
it is a vicious cycle.

so now you know....i do not have it all together.

i'm sure you knew this was real life but i think in blogland we often forget.
we see the pretty all the time and think "why can't i be that way?"

"how can SHE get all of that done?"

"what is wrong with ME?!"

nothing.

the pretty-pretty is not real life.

laundry
over flowing toilets
kids throwing up all night
disgruntled teenagers
finger prints
piles of shoes
sticky floors
smelly dogs
hurt feelings
full schedules
bad grades
good grades
talking back
spilled milk
running late
 

that is real....but not fun to look at.

cut yourself some slack today.
i am trying my best to be a great mom and i bet you are too. 
that is all we can do!

now i have to hang christmas decorations.

AND obviously....CLEAN SOMETHING. 

not so good.

it was the kind of night you just want to end.

rushing out the door just as craig got home.

parent teacher conferences....back to back to back.

one ran so late with the family before us that we missed our last one.

kids in three different places....one hit in the face with a soccer ball...one calling in the middle of a conference....one yelling at the other when we walk in the door....us feeling guilty for missing the others game.

burned dinner because of the late running (45 minutes!!) conference.
i had dinner in the oven...planned ahead...so we could eat together.

food that is only for school lunches eaten after school...out of boredom.

angry parents.

angry kids.

tired parents.

tired kids.

hot bath.

cold beer.

the end.

here's to a better tomorrow..... 

watch this...it's funny.

everybody loves JT....especially me.

***craig says i have been writing a lot about my feelings recently.****************************** 
i said something rude back to him.
then said "i've got a lot of feelings!!!"

you don't mind me talking about my feelings....do you?  
and i guess if you do....i can't really do much about it.

i gotta be me....