Me Too!
I also want to shave my head after my 2nd kid. Wow, what a time-saver that would be, just shave off the beautiful, long, sexy head of hair I have. Which to be honest is such a pain in the butt most of time, I mean, when I actually have the time to make it beautiful. Shoot, if someone with access to a hairdresser 24/7 shaves it off, then why have I been going it alone with this mane anyway?
And while I'm at it, I'm just going to throw away all the pots and pans and dishes. Take-out and paper plates, I'm thinking. Yeah, I'm liking this train of thought!
The kids. Ok, I'm keeping them. But I'm locking them in a closet at any whim. Three hour nap-time will be strictly enforced.
The husband. He spoils me, best leave that arrangement alone.
Bills. Throw them away. Oh, wait. See above re: husband. Continue to toss them onto his desk.
Carpets. Rip them up and throw them away. Cement floors are all the rage for that eclectic vibe. I'm thinking warehouses aren't dusted and scrubbed and mopped to the max, right? Gotta have some dust and grime for that warehouse effect.
Bathrooms. Three boys in the house. They shall pee outside. Pee all over the base of a tree other than the base of the porcelain throne, I'm thinking. Oh, they'll love that anyway. They'll think I'm so cool! This is great!
Laundry. All clothes are disposable. Replace all clothes with new clothes. Ensuing bills? See husband.
I could go on, but, but............
gotta go........
too bloody excited....about........this........
where are my.............dog cli -
BUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!!!
And while I'm at it, I'm just going to throw away all the pots and pans and dishes. Take-out and paper plates, I'm thinking. Yeah, I'm liking this train of thought!
The kids. Ok, I'm keeping them. But I'm locking them in a closet at any whim. Three hour nap-time will be strictly enforced.
The husband. He spoils me, best leave that arrangement alone.
Bills. Throw them away. Oh, wait. See above re: husband. Continue to toss them onto his desk.
Carpets. Rip them up and throw them away. Cement floors are all the rage for that eclectic vibe. I'm thinking warehouses aren't dusted and scrubbed and mopped to the max, right? Gotta have some dust and grime for that warehouse effect.
Bathrooms. Three boys in the house. They shall pee outside. Pee all over the base of a tree other than the base of the porcelain throne, I'm thinking. Oh, they'll love that anyway. They'll think I'm so cool! This is great!
Laundry. All clothes are disposable. Replace all clothes with new clothes. Ensuing bills? See husband.
I could go on, but, but............
gotta go........
too bloody excited....about........this........
where are my.............dog cli -
BUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!!!
posted by Mrs. Oblivious at 7:48 PM
1 Comments:
If you want to be a freak, shave your head. Oh yeah, and party like a rock-star with a 2 month old at home. That's my idea of motherly love and responsibility!
But - I do like your idea of having every boy pee outside on the tree. Very good idea.
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