Right, so Saturday night was spent at a Christmas Party. Which, believe it or not, I spent completely sober. Trust me, I’m just as shocked as you are about that one!
During the course of the evening, I spent a fair bit of time chatting to a friend of a friend. She told me that she reads this blog and thinks it’s very funny.
She also told me I was “so bloody annoying cos you’re like the perfect 1950’s housewife with your fancy meal plans and your crafty shit.” Which made me laugh so hard I nearly spat my sparkling mineral water all over the drunk bird next to me.
So, lovely friend of a friend, just to prove that I’m not perfect, this blog post is for you!
There’s no meal plan this week. In fact, it’s 5.51pm on Monday and I *still* have no idea what I’m going to cook for dinner. Actually that’s not true. We’re having tacos, but I haven’t started cooking them yet and there certainly will not be any homemade low fat, gluten free guacamole on the menu. Actually that’s not true either. There will be guacamole, but it won’t be in a fancy bowl with a matching spoon.
Also, you should probably know that I’m not going to fold the kids undies into neat little piles for them to collect from the laundry this week. Nor am I going to do any ironing. Which isn’t different to any other week, cos Scott does it, but still. I’m not going to do it.
And I don’t even think I’ll bake this week. The kids can have packets of tiny teddies flung in their lunch boxes instead!
And I might even resist the urge to mop the floor. But that’s only because I forgot to buy floor cleaner today when I was doing the groceries. Which, FYI, I didn’t even make a list for. I know. I’m totally living on the edge! Which, I have to say, is making me feel very uncomfortable and sort of makes me want to belt out something crafty to make up for all of this imperfectness.
Or maybe I should just calm down and pour myself a vodka instead? Discuss…
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