Random “S#*T”

I woke up this morning to the sound of the rain.  I love the sound of rain…probably because I live in Nevada and we don’t get much rain here.  Although I have seen al lot more since moving to the northern part of the state.

Now I am a spring and summer girl at heart…there’s nothing like the feeling of sunshine on my face and everything blooming…for some that brings the feeling of itchy, watery eyes and a runny nose but luckily for me I don’t suffer from allergies.


But there is just something spectacular about the feelings of fall and winter.  Pumpkin lattes and big comfy clothes.  Extra blankets on the bed and the heat of a fire on the tip of your toes.  Cuddling with my littles watching movies we choose.  Holiday parties and better yet…holiday booze.  And by parties I mean getting all the family together and consuming alcohol and food while playing whatever board games we can find all the pieces to.  I bet you thought I had this glorious life where I was invited to all these fabulous holiday cocktail parties ….nope ….not me…not this life.


And whoever thinks a holiday party week is a good thing…should maybe check out an AA meeting…I mean I like my cocktails but partying everyday for a week?  That didn’t even happen in my 20’s.

Aaaah the holidays…where families come together and torture one another…where you try to watch what you say in fear you might piss someone off.  Then I just get tanked and end up saying it anyway ….((burp)) oops.  Those movies that have been created out of entire “family reunion” topics were created for a reason…to show people that families aren’t the picture perfect portrait that hangs on the wall.  And the ones that are claiming to be perfect need to have their heads examined.  That’s like organized religion…tread carefully. Not lightly….carefully.

Now I love Thanksgiving but it is so much work for the women of the house.  Whether that be just the mom, the mom and daughters, or the grandmothers, moms, AND daughters.  Regardless of how many are helping, it is always so much work.  Maybe in other families the men pitch in but not in my family.  The men plant their asses on the couch to watch the Thanksgiving Day extravaganza of football while the ladies in the house prepare the never ending smorgasbord of goodies that start at what seems like the crack of dawn and doesn’t end until the last piece of silverware is washed.  ((note to self…get paper plates and plastic silverware))







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I am a mother of 5, a wife to 1, and a fully certified domesticated momster who likes to blog about motherhood, marriage, and anything else that pops into my crazy head all with a side of sarcasm and a glass of wine.

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