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Sunday, October 3, 2010

a MommaKiss memory-If Only

Since I'm still on the beach drinking wine with my dear friends, I give you another MommaKiss memory...

Today, I woke up at the leisurely hour of 8.30.

I removed my sleep mask, used the remote to turn off the fan and turned on the Today Show – must check the weather to see if it’ll be warm enough to sit by the pool.

Without having to ask, my snickerdoodle coffee with fat free coffee mate suddenly appears. Along with a fried egg white, flax and oat bread and a bowl of strawberries. There’s also a decanter of coffee on the tray so that I can refill if I desire.

I enjoy my breakfast and catch up on last night’s shows – Weeds and Nurse Jackie. It’s so relaxing to watch other people’s fucked up lives.

I draw a bubble bath and read – mimosa on the side table.

Al told me it would indeed be 85 and clear today, so at about 11, I realized it was time to head on outside.

I slip out of my fluffy robe and into my bikini, because of course I’m slim, with non-saggy boobs. Must apply sunscreen – don’t want to look *gasp* old and wrinkly.

Lunch was poolside – grilled chicken and vegetables, with sparkling water and a glass of prosecco, of course.

I finish reading my second book of the week and take a nap.

It’s now 4pm and I must decide how and with whom to spend my evening!

What a glorious life!

HeyZooChristo, if only – instead?

Me and my saggy-fun-bags were dragged out of bed at the ungodly hour of 5.30am by a small but persistent and chipper child asking for Juice. About a million times. I made my own damn coffee, got the kids dressed and ready for daycare and ate a stale pop-tart on the way to WORK. Also? I answered every fucking question imaginable from every angle imaginable at work today. I think I remember seeing my husband at some point this morning – may have even kissed him goodbye – but was too exhausted to remember.

Ain’t life grand?

originally posted 08/2009

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Blogger Minivan Mommy said...

like, like, like!

10/3/10, 12:15 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Oh How I would love day that had just half of that agenda, hell I'd take just being able to read a book once in a while without staying up to the whee hours of the AM.

10/3/10, 11:42 PM  
Blogger KLZ said...

I cannot tell you how irritating it is that breakfast doesn't make itself. I mean, doesn't breakfast know how early it is? And how poorly I function in the morning?

10/4/10, 9:42 AM  
Anonymous Tatter Scoops said...

Oh I would love, love, love to have coffee magically appears too in the morning. Finishing a whole book in a week is magical! :D

10/4/10, 2:14 PM  
Blogger Shell said...

Can I escape to your dreamworld? B/c reality- is kind of tiring.

10/4/10, 4:23 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Your morning sounds just like mine. The real one. I literally thought to myself, as my baby was stirring at 5am, "This is not my life." Your post has me itching for a vacation. I'll be lucky if I at least get to dream about one.

10/4/10, 11:19 PM  
Anonymous Jennie @ Modern Mamaz said...

I'd love to wear a bikini. Do you know if they make them equipped with suspenders to hold the "fun bags" in place? The rainbow kind, please.

10/4/10, 11:37 PM  
Blogger The Empress said...

Oh, I know, sweet lady, I know...

10/5/10, 1:23 AM  
Blogger Kim said...

Wow, this is EXACTLY the morning I just had!! Crazy! :) Thanks for the comment over at my blog, I really appreciate it. Friday Flip Off was my first link/blog hop so I was very nervous! Can't wait to read more about your incredible days . . .

10/5/10, 8:35 AM  
Blogger tulpen said...

Fuck. Even in my dreams I'm wrangling bratty kids or tending to crazy old people.

10/5/10, 4:32 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Lately, my love handles are becoming saggy-fun-bags too.

Also, I love that my kid talks and all, but if she asks me that question for the 1000th time again, i'm gonna go crazy!

10/6/10, 11:56 AM  
Blogger Poppy said...

You do need to contain those fun bags for a few years, I suspect they got you into this mess in the whole first place.

10/6/10, 12:13 PM  

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