Halloween was spent with my children dressed as little blood sucking vampires, which I am sure was not the best choice since Ethan was scared of his own sister. I have always said they are money suckers, they just don’t make a costume for that (well maybe, but I don’t think it is legal to dress your children as prostitutes).
The following day was Elena’s 7th birthday and what better place to spend it than the happiest f@&*ing place on Earth? Where else can you pay over $80.00 just to get in the door to pay way too much for food and stand in endless lines to hear “It’s a Small World” over and over again. Actually it was pretty great the first night. We had tickets (for the second time) to Disney’s Not So Scary Halloween Party, which if you have never been you really should go. It is the best time of year to go, but even then it is still busy and people are just frickin annoying. It makes you wonder if they are hosting a “Stupid” convention and our family and a few select others are the only ones not part of it. Three days of great memories, but I was glad when it was over (and broke).
Next was Thanksgiving, which is usually no big deal; all day cooking, 30 minutes of eating and two days of cleaning up. The real problem for us is that the size of our current kitchen is ri”cock”ulous. It was obviously designed by a man that has never actually stepped foot in a kitchen. I am so looking forward to my new kitchen; double ovens, flat top stove, tons of cabinets…..one more week!! Anyway, cooking in this current kitchen just plain sucks and to top it off, my kids are the pickiest eaters; Turkey, no. Vegetables, no. Chocolate pie, of course.
Christmas is always a ball of fun, chaos, laughter and stress all rolled up in one. There are trips to the mall to see Santa, toy drives, school parties, teacher’s gifts, trips back to the mall for more Santa, driving through neighborhoods to look at the lights, baking cookies, making lists, wrapping toys, putting together toys, arguing over toys…..whew. That’s only a part of it as most of you already know. Try adding to the mix a full-time job, a husband and just every day life! I should run for f@&*ing President. I certainly feel I would do a better job than any of the current candidates and I wouldn’t spend my time trying to pick apart my competition. I would just let my accomplishments speak for themselves. Back to Christmas (politics suck), it was a wonderful Christmas and the kids were very happy with what Santa brought them. Even if they weren’t, they were smart enough to keep it to themselves. Their smiles were worth the fact that I had no idea how I was going to buy food for the next two months. Luckily we had a lot of Christmas candy.
By the time New Year’s Eve rolled around, we were all so exhausted that even staying up to watch Ryan Seacrest’s balls drop sounded impossible. We did however, manage to stay awake long enough to ring in the new year and share a kiss, but by about ten after we were all asleep. Sad. What happened to the days when we could party all night and midnight was when we were just getting started? I’ll tell you what happened, I finally had to admit I am 42 and not 24. Shit hurts now. Hangovers last 4 days which is not possible with kids that wake up before 7am even on the weekends. I barely get any sleep as it is, so now when I think about a vacation or business trip, the last thing I think about is going out. I am thinking about how comfortable the bed is in the hotel. I once made fun of people like me.
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