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!

Cheers!

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Tuesday, April 5th....Hissy Fit at a Hamper

Hissy Fit at a Hamper!

I once bought a hamper for clothes
Why I picked it Lord only knows
It seemed great at the time
So I spent a few dimes
It had spaces for tops, pants and hose

At first it worked really well
Organizing the baskets from he**
It had wheels to move
Kept me in the groove
And a top to contain the smell

Then one day it started to break
And all my patience it would take
It came all apart
And broke my heart
A smile I could not even fake

I went right out of my mind
And won’t even try to find
A replacement for it
So I threw a big fit
And now it is time for some wine!

The wine of the day is from Looney Vineyard.  Not even kidding, there is such a thing as the Looney Vineyard and they offer up a nice little pinot noir. Any grown woman who would act the way I did towards her laundry hamper needs to be somewhere for the looney. ;)  The looney vineyard sounds like a LOT more fun than the looney bin to me!  Any other looney's out there care to join me?  We can meet at the corner of Crazy Lane and Bonkers St.  I'll be the one throwing her hamper in the trash with one hand while delicately balancing the cupcake wine glass in the other. ;)

Happy Tuesday!
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