The W(h)ine Hour..

Every household has one…the whine hour. It’s those bewitching hours between approximately 5 and 8pm in the evening when the kids go crazy and moms across the world lose their minds completely. It doesn’t matter if you have babies, toddlers, kids, tweens, or teens; those hours of dinner/homework/bath time/ bedtime can just about do a momma in. What is a girl to do? It’s simple and brilliant actually, just slip in a little wine of your own! Now, I’m not suggesting anyone down a bottle of whiskey everyday between the hours of 5 and 8, in fact if you do that you will have a few whine hours of your own the next morning. Basically, a little wine during the whine hours will keep you out of the padded cell at the local cookoo house where people will walk by and peek in your little window and say things like “aww, poor mom has lost her marbles” and “hmmm, now that’s a crazy one right there, sits in there all day and hits herself over the head with a Barbie and a hotwheel”. Don’t smirk, it can happen.

So, enjoy the tales of my whine hour, and how I survive each and everyone of one of them with a sense of humor and a good bottle of wine! After all, the whine hour comes around every single day, a girl has to be prepared!


Friday, February 25, 2011

Friday, February 25th...Never a dull moment!

Tomorrow morning the hubby and I are leaving on a jet plane for a few days! :)  We are heading to the mountains for cozy fires, yummy dinners and a little skiing.  I realized this afternoon that I probably didn't have enough food in the house to feed this mob for the 3 days we will be gone, so I decided to make a quick run to the store.  When you are lucky enough to have grandparents that will keep these three, you don't want to leave them with an empty pantry...that would just be mean. ;)  The two youngest had some money saved up that was burning a whole in their pocket and wanted to tag along.  I'm a little hesitant about this because shopping with the little one is enough to make me want to put hot sticks in my eyes, and I'm already in a bit of a hurry.  The big one says he doesn't mind going with us to help, so off we got to the local superstore.  It's called a "superstore" not because it is super, but because it is enormous!  It's a mile wide or something crazy like that, and has everything from bananas to toilet paper, both of which I need. ;) As we are walking in, I stop all three of them to issue the following statement, "I am going to the food, you three STAY TOGETHER, shop for one at a time and then text me when you are done."  As they are walking off I add, "Hey, big kid...don't loose the little one, ok?"  I get the appropriate amount of teenage eye roll in return and a quick, "Got it mom."

Instead of going straight to the food I run to the other side of the store real quick for new toothbrushes for everyone.  I caught the little dog walking around with someone's in her mouth this morning, and I'm not taking any chances on how many she has been playing with.  Blech!  Once I was able to wade thru the one thousand choices of toothbrushes and pick 5 that looked good, I was headed to the food with a quick stop by the electronics.  I am pretty much hauling thru the store because I know it is only a matter of time before there is an announcement made, something to the effect of, will the mom of 3 little hoodlums please come to the front of the store. ;) As I pass the toys I catch a familiar figure out of the corner of my eye.  Screeeeeech, brakes on!  "Oh, hey little one, where are your brothers?"  He, being the I don't need anyone taking care of me kind of kid, says very nonchalantly, "I have no idea, they didn't tell me where they were going." He's not the least bit upset by this, his only concern at the moment is which nerf basketball goal looks the best.  I'm not sharing his opinion of the situation, at all.  I whip my phone right out and text the big kid, "do you know where the little one is?"  Within 10 seconds he and the middle round a corner looking the perfect picture of innocence.  All I have to say is, "dude....really?"  The big one comes right back with, "Mom, it's fine, the little one is right here.  He wasn't lost, WE knew right where WE were the whole time."  Huh?  His teenage logic astounds me.  Sometimes I swear he is, oh I don't know, the opposite of Einstein?  He hasn't always been this dingy, and I have been assured by many that after a few years his brain will kick back in.  By then the middle will be a full teenager and have gone brain dead, oh dear Lord in heaven.   I eventually make it out of the store with 3 kids and about $200 more food than necessary.  I've given up on mom of the year, I'd settle for mom of the day...maybe another day. ;)

The wine for the day is a pinot grigio called Mommy's Time Out! The reason is obvious. ;)
The next few days I'll have plenty of time to "research" wines for the blog as my idea of a good day of skiing is from about 10:30 to 11:45. ;)  I'll report back on all the yummy things I find!

Happy Friday!

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