1. I get very overwhelmed by messes. And lord, do I make big ones. We're talking a bowl of spaghetti doing a 180 and landing on my white couch. Or an open liter of soda tipping over on the floorboard of my car while I'm trapped in traffic. Or shredded carrots in an open blender...flying everywhere. It is all too tempting for me to just walk away. Yep, you heard correctly. I have to fight the urge to simply abandon any large mess I make, knowing my husband will do it for me. Not a great example to set for the kids, but maybe the lesson they'll take away is to always do the bidding of the woman in the house.
2. I drug my kids. Well, not really. I don't drug both...only one. And only on special occasions. I do it for the general well-being of the entire family, I assure you. If left UN-drugged, my son will wake up at 3:00 a.m. on Christmas morning, or on his birthday, or on Ground Hog Day, for that matter. He will be a complete basket case, making us all miserable, and by dawn on any of the aforementioned holidays, we will have opened all the presents, eaten all the food, fights will have broken out and no one will be speaking to each other. So, one little pill at bedtime, and we are all sleeping soundly until a much more reasonable hour, waking refreshed to begin our holiday cheer. Which leads me to...
3. I hate all holidays. I don't know if they tap into some subconscious childhood disappointment or what, but I get cranky and mean and can't seem to enjoy myself. I liken it to PMS. Let's call it PHS, just to make light of a serious and disturbing issue. I can't seem to help myself... Every year, even with my son in a drug-induced coma, I get evil. I just want it all over with. My poor family...by noon every Christmas Day, the tree is taken out to the trash, all the decorations are packed up and all signs of jolliness are GONE.
4. I waste. I leave the lights on. I go through paper towels like they are... disposable. I use tin foil once and ONLY once. BUT...
5. I am going green. Slowly. I have switched all my lightbulbs to those awful spirally ones that can apparently kill everyone in a 10 mile radius, if shattered. Which has happened in my home at least twice in the past six months (see fact #1).
6. When I am in a bad mood, I eat. So I am off to comfort myself with a carton of ice cream (and YES, I am going to dig out all the chunks and cookies and caramel ribbons selfishly and shamelessly!)...
Now I get to tag 6 innocent victims who are probably wishing they had never crossed my path. Too late! You can block me or un-follow me or send me hate mail AFTER you get your Tag Post complete, listing YOUR 6 random facts, and tagging 6 of YOUR own victims. Drum roll, please...
1. Tony, my new male blog-friend (1 of 2)
2. Wendy, my favorite redhead (and I mean RED)
3. Lindsay, because I am obsessed with her daughter, Livers
4. Beth, who intrigues me
5. Chef Grace, whose cakes will awe you
6. Jessica, another brown-eyed gal, so I've gotta love her
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I am going to dig my holiday attitude out of the cesspool this year, and I am dragging you along with me, kicking and screaming.
Why thank you for the tag! I'm glad I intrigue someone! :)
I was tagged for this meme a couple days ago tho!! Here's the link to mine.
Tag! I'm it!
And congrats on the baby steps toward living greener! Every little bit helps and taking it bit by bit is always the best way to start!!!
You're hilarious. And you make all the rest of us imperfect moms feel like we're all right. :-)
P.S. I'm Scrooge too -- it gets a little worse every year, but I'm not quite up to your standards yet.
Alright, I'll play along. But I am sick and kinda grumpy. ;)
Yay, you're an earth destroyer, like me!
I'm with you on the waste. Especially paper towels. I go through lots of paper towels.
and clorox wipes. lots of clorox wipes as well
i eat my feelings...and that's fine. that is also why i will never again be a size 2. booo.
It must be grumpy week. I've been at the edge of sick all week, and every day it gets harder to hold in the ugly volcano. Did the ice cream help?
I'm blushing...thanks for the nice things you said. I don't feel peaceful this week. I feel cranky. BAHAHAHAHA
Jay-- I will help drag her. She doesn't know this yet...shhhhh...but I'm a HUGE holiday nut. I can't help it. I feel the need to make everyone giddy with holiday happiness.
Now-- as far as your other random facts. You sound messy like me. I swear, if I can spill it, break it or splatter it then I do. It's horrible. And NO ONE will clean up after me. Punks. I also eat when stressed-- chocolate whenever possible and lots of it. So, I still like you.
Ok Deb, mission accomplished. Kind of. You will see. Hope you know more about me now.
Could I thank you for not tagging me again? lol I love how each lead to the other random fact.
However, my Christmas tree goes up the day after Turkey Day (and this year, we're actually going to chop our own tree down!) and stays up until New Years day. lol! My entire house is transformed! :)
you will be 'booed' on my Friday post- beware!
Thanks for the comments you left on my post...I, too, have been tagged, so I am off to try to figure out what that means exactly, and create a list of six things or something...anyway, it was great to read your list, and know that I am not alone! Tomorrow after midnight the pumpkins get smashed and trashed!
Oh Crap!LOL! I saw my name and redhead and I KNEW, lol! I love Holidays but they depress me too....even my birthday...which is a national holiday too!! I don't know...maybe just being an adult bites! Man I just wanna be married to have this STY cleaned up!!
im with ya on the tin foil and paper towels....but drugging your kids??? can't you go to jail for that? kidding!
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