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!


Thursday, June 16, 2011

The sky is falling...for real.

Yes...this is the actual temperature.

In my opinion, there should never be 3 numbers in a temperature...never.  This is just too hot.  It is so hot, in fact, that when the boys and I were at the theatre watching the new Kung Fu Panda movie the power went out due to lack of juice to meet the demand.   Have you ever been in a movie when the power went out?  It is dark...real dark.  Take just a moment and imagine the amount of screaming that might happen when it gets pitch dark in a movie....a children's movie...with a bunch of children watching it.  Now multiply that by 100 and you will have some idea of how that went.  I found it funny for about the first 2 minutes; the other 15, not so much.  They did get the power back on and we got to finish the movie which is very cute but a little sad.  At one point the little one leaned over and asked, "Are you crying?"  I said no, but this part is sad.  He replied, "Well I am."  Sweet boy. :)

Not long after the temperature topped out well into the triple digits this happened...

No, that is not a bowl full of golf balls.  That is hail.  Those giant ice balls were catapulting through the air for a good 30 minutes...with the sun out.  What?  Why is the sun out while hail is hammering down upon us.  And, where is chicken little when you need him?  There was no one running around here yelling about the sky falling down.  These crazy boys took a different approach...

Nice hard hat. ;)  Sending kids out in the yard during a hail storm with hard hats on...A+ parenting at it's best. ;)

The wine of the day is Big Whoop!  It's a red, has a screw top and is delightful.  I'm giving it a big whoop because when I bought it the sales girl asked for my ID!  I can't remember the last time I have had someone ask for an ID.  I think I usually walk in with enough of a haggard look about me that they automatically know I'm no where near 21. ;)  When I handed over my license she stared at it for a moment, glanced at me, looked back at my license, stared back at me and then said, "Wow, 70?  You look good for 70."  I am like a deer in the headlights.  I'm pretty sure I have that look in my eyes like maybe the elevator's not going all the way to the top.  I can't decide if she knows 70 is the year I was born or if she really thinks I'm 70.  I seriously can't make sense of it in my head, so I just mumble out a quick "thanks" while trying to decide if I look like I could actually be 70.  This aging situation may be worse than I thought.  Crap. She finally adds, "Oh yeah, I see a lot of people come in here that are way younger than 40 and look a LOT older than you."  Ohh, thank goodness, I can take a deep breath now. I  think the glaze finally leaves my eyes as we finish up the transaction.   I'm sure she is now thinking, "She may look good but she is duuuuummmmb."  HA!  I really am smarter than that. ;)

Happy Thursday!

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

OMG how rude was that girl? That or just hopeless at maths! Enjoy the Big Whoop and have an extra glass for me ;)