Starbuck's Coffee smells exactly like the first few whiffs of Skunk-aroma. I swear to god! We were driving down the road and I thought I smelled Starbuck's. I began to look around the truck, trying to figure out how Hubby got Starbuck's out of thin air, and realized... It was skunk spray, getting stronger by the second. I still drink Starbuck's occasionally, but I try to drive through so I don't smell like baby skunk for an hour afterwards. Blecch.
I am crazy, and my family is why. I went home to my parents' house last week, and within 48 hours of arriving, I was going ballistic at random unexpected moments. Screaming at them that "I WANT to go to CVS BY MYSELF!!! NO ONE IS COMING WITH ME!!" I am not like this at home (at least not since I was pregnant with Samantha) but somehow I'm Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde when I am surrounded by those with whom I have a genetic connection.
Its beginning to look a lot like naptime
Scene: A half-eaten box of Valentine's chocolate sits open beside two slightly dried-up hands typing on a black keyboard. The hands belong to a 30-something woman, wearing jeans and a big wool sweater. She wears no makeup and her hair is tucked back in a headband. She is obviously not planning to leave the house anytime soon.
She types:
Hello, I am a mom of a 2 1/2 year old, a wife to a PhD student, and the second of four daughters whose parents are still married to each other- for the first time. I admit it, this is not my first foray into the world of Blogging- it is, in fact, my third blog. The first blog, written in conjunction with my big sis, petered out after about a year due to the continuing distraction of life as mommies, and the second blog is alive and well on Myspace. I am starting this as a way to test myself to see if I can keep it up- I really love to write, and I have been told that what I write is amusing and truthful, so time and readers will prove me right or wrong here.
I actually hate the need I feel to "Introduce" myself in my first entry. It is so predictable and boring, but "needs" must be met, and so here I am. And on that note, I hope you enjoy what will (hopefully) follow. I will attempt to be funny, and to use proper grammar and spelling and punctuation, and I will most definitely be truthful and hopefully courageous. Again, time and blogs will tell...
So read on, dear readers, and remember to keep another important-looking page open to maximize onto your screen when the boss walks by!
Amanda
She types:
Hello, I am a mom of a 2 1/2 year old, a wife to a PhD student, and the second of four daughters whose parents are still married to each other- for the first time. I admit it, this is not my first foray into the world of Blogging- it is, in fact, my third blog. The first blog, written in conjunction with my big sis, petered out after about a year due to the continuing distraction of life as mommies, and the second blog is alive and well on Myspace. I am starting this as a way to test myself to see if I can keep it up- I really love to write, and I have been told that what I write is amusing and truthful, so time and readers will prove me right or wrong here.
I actually hate the need I feel to "Introduce" myself in my first entry. It is so predictable and boring, but "needs" must be met, and so here I am. And on that note, I hope you enjoy what will (hopefully) follow. I will attempt to be funny, and to use proper grammar and spelling and punctuation, and I will most definitely be truthful and hopefully courageous. Again, time and blogs will tell...
So read on, dear readers, and remember to keep another important-looking page open to maximize onto your screen when the boss walks by!
Amanda
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