Friday, October 13, 2006

It's beginning to look a lot like....

bedlam.


sheer fucking, insane BEDLAM.



seriously. there's baby shit all over the house (well, not LITERALLY... but I can see how you might think that given the nature of yesterday's post. but no... I'm talking about gender-neutral stuff that needs to be washed and put away before the One Within makes the grand arrival)

I'm FINALLY taking down all of Rhena's 2nd birthday decorations. as much as I think it's K-E-W-L cool for her to wake up every day thinking it's a party in our house.... it's time to move on. Speaking of moving on.... will someone send a memo to the big #2 balloon that it should probably stop floating by now? I mean, I love a good bargain just as much as anyone, but a balloon still floating after a month is almost creepy, doncha think?

also adding to the mix of the Festiveness de Johnson is a bunch of Halloween decorations that I finally dug out today and am trying to put out, some regular-around-the-house fall colorage I like to put up, and of course... those damn favors for the Christmas Social.

And while in most cases I've just described any given ROOM in my parents' house (I SWEAR my mom has every holiday represented in one shape or another all through the year, bless her heart) you forget that in our delicious personal mix of bedlam.... you have a zany two year old tear-assing around the house at the speed of light leaving more toys in her wake than Santa in his younger years.... only to be meagerly followed by yours-truly.... a much larger, slower, and possibly ROUNDER version of Burl Ives after a hard day narrating childrens' Christmas Specials.


it's damn messy up in here, folks... and I need a drink! (and a back rub, and someone to bring me chocolates, and maybe even while I'm at it... cook dinner, clean up, fold that laundry, and saaaay... wouldn't some apple bread be swell, too?)


oh well. like they say.. this too, shall pass. Eventually I'll get there.... hopefully before the One Within does, that is. of course... I always have my fool-proof methods of preventing that I go into labor. They worked like a charm with rhena, so I imagine I can at least keep this one at bay until I get a bag packed for the hospital. or clean off a few square inches of space so I can put it down somewhere when we get HOME from the hospital.


have a great weekend, kiddies. we'll be picking pumpkins tomorrow and I'll be having Tea on Sunday. maybe I'll just have some interesting shit to blog about next week? bets not get ahead of ourselves, though. enjoy your friday!

9 comments:

greekchickie said...

I wish we had places to go pick pumpkins around here...

M~

Jewl said...

I think we are doing the whole pumkin thing this weekend too... I am running out of shit to blog about! Have fun this weekend...

susie said...

Pick a great pumpkin, Charlie Brown! And hope, unlike Liam, Rhena doesn't decide it needs to be licked and bitten.

MWAH! And clean that shit up already! ;-)

Maria said...

Hey girlie! Have fun with the cleaning. I haven't put out Halloween stuff because that would mean having to clean it up later. I'm too lazy for that shit. I don't think the girls will let me get away with that for much longer though.

Wethyb said...

Oh shoot...pumpkins...I damn near forgot!

It took us a bit to get Baby Girl's decorations down too. What a pain in the ass!

holy chaos said...

you are so funny! i can so relate!

Christi said...

Yeah, I think I had enough sex for ten years when I was ready for Taryn to come out. What'd I get? Nothing. I took evening primrose oil pills. Nothing. I prayed. Nothing...there was more, but...

Now I'm convinced that if I ever finish painting the baby's room, I can have him. Of course, at the rate I'm going, he won't come out till his supposed 12th birthday!

If it makes you feel any better, our house is awful messy! We've been cleaning nonstop, or so it feels, and it just gets dirtier w/in minutes! I think my kids actually enjoy watching me waddle around trying to clean up after them!

Katy said...

Thinking of you today. Enjoy your tea and afternoon away with the women!

Laura said...

I am laughing so effing hard at the Burl Ives reference...man, I know exactly how you feel.

And dude, I'm not even pregnant..lol!!!

Seriously...that's funny.
~L.