Saturday, August 20, 2011

I Must Be Going Insane

I think I need an intervention.  Things have gotten out of control.  I don't know how it happened, but I think I've become wreckless, careless, and happy-ish. 

Help me.

I've been out of my house, while it is dark, with makeup, and a fully clean outfit on, the last 5 out of 8 nights.  I am a mad woman.

Granted, three nights I was in Las Vegas, but still, this seems out of hand.

Last night I hopped in my minivan and drove home from a my bikini.  Clearly there is something going on with me.

I went to Costco today, even after being told on my way that it is tax free weekend here, which means everything is beyond packed with crazy people.   I parked at the way back of the lot, hauled my three children through the chaos, and barely flinched when Aiden and Cole tried to kill one another over who gets to ride on the front of the cart. 

It was apparently a really big deal.  I'm totally riding on the front of the cart next time.

(Side note:  I was rewarded for my perseverance with the discovery of Costco's Salted Caramels.  Heaven.  Worth fighting my way, literally, through the masses of desperate-to-save-tax people at the warehouse store.  Try them ASAP.)

I haven't thought about starting a meth habit in at least a week.  There was a brief discussion at the  insane (and so super fun,) Mom's Only Back To School Pool party my friend Jenn threw last night, about the use of Ritalin, and I have to say it sounded useful. 

If you think Mom's are boring you should have been hanging out with this crowd.  So hilarious, so nice, and so not afraid to just throw it all out there...especially after a mojito or two.  I talked to at least three women about their periods and sex lives within 10 minutes of meeting them.  Fantastic.

I truly believe there is a light at the end of this sweaty horrible tunnel called summer.  We are nearing the end, though Mother Nature refuses to relent with the 100 plus temperatures, and soon we will have a real routine again, with real breaks for me to function and actually write regularly, and genuine challenge and fun for my boys.

I also bet I don't drive my minivan in a bikini again for at least two weeks....or try to score any Ritalin. 

I wonder if Aiden will have any ADHD friends in kindergarten?

Hope everyone is having a great weekend! 


Lynda Halliger-Otvos said...

The end is in sight, Leslie, I can see it just over the hills. I have only worn shorts once so far this summer but then I live at Latitude 37 so we expect it to be chilly most of the time. I hope the heat breaks soon for you. Or you win for the best tan.

Laura SQ-The Boy Mommy said...

I'm not even kidding when I say I'm in love with those salted caramel things. Normally I sample and keep walkin'. But I was there Friday and (probably regretfully calorie-wise) bought the whole darn thing of them. YUM.

Kimberly said...

I love this post! So glad to see you perking up from the blah-ness of the end of summer. Gotta love random conversations about menstruation and intercourse with near-strangers. We'd get along well. Haha.

I'm jealous you can still wear a bikini! Much less wear it while driving. I would swim in jeans and a hoodie if I could, and I'd still have a towel sitting right next to the edge of the pool to wrap myself in as I climbed out. But you're a hottie, so you should totally flaunt it. ;)

Emmy said...

Lol! Stay away from the kindergartners :). We have already had two weeks of school here