So here is the video. Shot by a person at the zoo where a 4 year-old child fell into the enclosure of an endangered gorilla named Harambe. I warn you it’s pretty hard to watch especially if you’re a parent. This happened over the weekend at the Cincinnati Zoo. Can you even fathom this? I… Continue reading Gorilla Wars 2016
You were so sad and proud the day your child graduated from college. You mourned the child that you once carried around on your hip and now he’s all grown up and headed to college. You get through the first semester with him being gone and find your routine again. Maybe you have another child still at home to fill the void of an otherwise quiet house. Things are going smoothly and you are so excited when your college kid moves back in for the summer. Awesome right?
REALITY. He comes home and turns back into a high schooler and you think, “How the hell did he survive his first year away?” THEN you think, “How the hell am I going to survive this summer?”
Here are 7 Tips to help you make it through till fall:
1. Stock Up On Booze. Unless you are already on anxiety meds. (Do not mix the two, even if tempted). You don’t have to wait till 5 o’clock to have a margarita to relax. Mimosas are a great way to start the day!
2. Set Boundaries. I’ve read that giving your child a curfew again is demeaning as they have been on their own for a year now. To that I say BS. I don’t care if they live 5 years on their own. I need to know that I can go to sleep and I can’t do that until he’s back in the house at night. Also make sure he understands your grocery bill is going up while he’s home and when you buy stuff he had better not eat it all before anyone else has some. His little brother is now taller than him and can whip his butt if all the chocolate milk is gone before he gets any.
3. Laundry. O for the love! Laundry just got real again. Have your college kid do his own laundry and do it AFTER the rest of the family. College kid comes last in line to use the washer. Also, same rules as college apply: if you leave your wash unattended their stuff will be thrown on the floor wet so you can get the other stuff in there.
4. Our House is not a Dorm Room. Yes friends can visit but there is no need to come home from work to 20 guys all over your house eating pizza and playing video games. But they are all welcome to help you do the laundry and clean the kitchen. Hide your booze too.
5. Make Them Get a Job. Don’t let them say it’s their vacation so they should be resting up and relaxing. They need to make money to help cover those groceries and the booze that you drink to help you cope with them being home.
6. Girlfriends DO NOT sleep in the same room when visiting. While it’s all great they have relationships and are trying to figure out what marriage might be like, you are not ready to be a grandparent. That’s a whole different set of tips.
7. Spend Time With Them. Let them know you still love them and want to hang out. Watch Netflix, have cook-outs, go on some trips and have fun. But make it very clear that they have to leave come August and go back to school. Circle of Life peeps, Circle of Life.
Here comes Mother’s Day again. While everyone is out buying cards and flowers and gift cards to the spa for mom, I thought I would post a few tweets in honor of this day. Moms aren’t perfect so I am sure you can relate to some of these:
I’m off coffee. My kid wound up with an empty sandwich in his lunchbox today. No peanut butter. Just bread. He said he cried.
When my kids can’t find their sports water bottles, they take coffee tumblers to practice.
Tucker: My lunch was rotten today.
Me: I didn’t pack you a lunch today
Look in backpack. Find Friday’s moldy lunch.
Thought it was going to be cold today. Put child in warm clothes. Child over heated and puked on playground.
Who else has dropped a phone on a baby tryin to take a pic?
#parentingfails>>> My son found pancakes in the frig. IDK where they came from. I didn’t stop him from eating them because he was quiet…
Just some random internet pics on Motherhood.
If you can’t find humor as a mom/parent then you are doing it all wrong.
My oldest (Thing 1) is starting to move back home for the summer. His first year of college almost behind him. I’m so proud of the things he’s accomplished this year: starting a bible study, playing lacrosse for NCSU’s club team, dean’s list both semesters and working a couple of part time jobs.
Great right? Well in just one day of the moving process I’ve lost my mind. He brought home more stuff than he originally started out with, lost a mattress on the move home, so much dirty laundry I think he only has 1 set of clean clothes and he’s wearing them, dings in the walls from moving a futon upstairs and our backyard storage house is now so full we are planning a yard sale. I should be grateful that’s he’s home and eventually I will be. Until then I’m gonna drink a pitcher of frozen margaritas, listen to my boys play video games sitting on that damn futon and mourn the clean uncluttered house I used to have. They make me crazy but I’m lucky and thankful. 🙂
My kids claim they hate me on social media. But yet I get the occasional “did you like my Instagram pic yet?” or “did you see my snap story?” So they are sending me mixed messages. But that doesn’t matter because like it or not, I AM on social media and I plan to stay. I mean I was on Facebook before they were old enough to ride a bike. But I have learned from these boys that there are some unwritten rules for moms to follow on social media:
- Never be the first one to ‘like’ a post or picture your child puts on social media. Apparently it’s so embarrassing.
- Hashtag Etiquette: Don’t make up a hashtag to try and be funny or witty. Use only normal hashtags relevant to your tweet or picture or post. Example Don’t use hashtags like #hessocuteicouldeathimwithaspoon or #bestmomeverandilovemykidssomuch
- Don’t use more than a few hashtags, more than 3 is weird.
- Don’t tag your kids on Facebook. They aren’t there anymore.
- Never save a picture from a snap story. There will be hell to pay if you do. They will revolt and stop making their beds and cleaning up for themselves every day. Oh wait, they don’t do that now!
- They get mad if you accept their friend’s requests on social media. Truth is their friends just want to see the embarrassing family pictures you post. That brings me to number 7.
- Don’t post embarrassing family pictures. This can ruin their reputations. (as if they even have one yet.)
- It’s not the twitter; it’s just ‘twitter’. No one tweets at you, so never say that.
- When posting selfies of your children’s friends moms, don’t put #momsquad and tag the kids in it. Worst. Mistake. Ever.
- The rules change daily according to the kids. You have to keep up and always remember what you do on social media reflects on your kids!
I hope I was able to help. If you have more mom rules, let me know!
#lifewithboys #boymom #parenting #momsofsocialmedia
I blog because my life is so crazy that I want to capture it in words without having to pay out the expense to write an actual book. You know the saying, “you can’t make this shit up”? Well that is how just about every day starts at my house. I live in a house with 4 boys/men. Big Daddy, Thing 1 & Thing 2 and Bailey the dog. All males. Yep, I drink. Hence the name of my blog.
I blog because I like to overshare. I tell way too much and my family is desensitized to the trauma it causes them. We may or may not have all been in counseling at one time or another. Including the dog. Nothing is sacred or off-limits. This is the reason my kids go by Thing 1 & 2. They don’t want their names out there on the interwebs. So I’ll just post a picture of them here: (I love that they pose with me for selfies)
I blog because I like to connect with other bloggers. There is this whole world out there of bloggers who have the same issues I do. Nice to know I am not alone in my craziness. Sometimes I am just grateful I don’t have triplets or more animals or step kids… and I love to laugh at those other bloggers who do! I mean some days I read their stories and think, “thank God I don’t have that to deal with!”
I blog because everyone needs a hobby. I have friends who actually run for fun. They run before the sun comes up, in the cold, in the rain and when it’s over 100 degrees. I would rather blog about how crazy that is from inside my air-conditioned home office. While drinking a White Russian. We had a treadmill once. I got tired of dusting it so we sold it in a yard sale to one of those runner families.
I blog because it keeps me busy and from living a life of petty crime. Big Daddy is very appreciative that blogging is a pretty cheap hobby. I know other people who shop all day and party all night. Or others who spend hours and lots of money on scrapbooking. Is that still a thing? Only Thing 1 has a baby album. Thing 2 will be lucky to have graduation pictures.
These are some of the reasons why I blog. My intentions are to continue putting it out there about my family and the world around me. Good, bad or ugly. If I can make someone chuckle that was having a bad day, then I can say it was worth it. Worth all the brain cells it takes to write a post, create graphics and pictures and literally pull stuff out of my @33.
Interested in how my days go? Check out my post on adulating here: https://midlifemargaritas.com/2016/03/05/grownuplife/
That’s it for now. Thing 2 just texted me from upstairs with the following:
Then there was this earlier about where to take Big Daddy for his birthday dinner:
So I am off to find pants for Thing 2 and get my cocktail on.
Peace out. And No we are not going to hooters for Big Daddy’s bday celebration!
Everyone needs goals. Whether it’s to get out of bed every morning, run 5 miles a day (not gonna happen unless I am getting chased by a wild animal), find a new job or get organized, we all need goals. This year my plan is to get everything in some kind of order. I am at my best when my spaces are organized and everything has a place. When everything is messy and unorganized I tend to have anxiety attacks and fits of rage. Just ask my family.
I live with all boys and a dog. All males. They tend to be messy and are not bothered by clutter. Happy as freaking clams. So when I nicely suggest they pick up after themselves the whining and tantrums being. Thing 2 drops to the floor in a fetal position, Thing 1 starts to defend his piles and the dog just moves to another room. And then I flip the freak out. I threaten to throw everything away. Just haul it off to the dump. But I know I don’t have the energy to actually do it.
So I have a plan. I am reclaiming my home! Everyone has been put on notice. My office is now MINE. I am working on revamping it to fit MY needs. The boys have a ‘man cave’ upstairs so all their crap has been moved upstairs. No more dropping off everything in the office when they walk in the door. Big Daddy has one tiny little corner for his stuff. We are working towards making that look better. I will post pictures when I am done. Before and After. Here is just a snippet of my desk.
So while I am searching Pinterest like a crazy woman, I found something new. It’s called ‘Bullet Journaling’. It was created by Ryder Carroll, who is an art director, web designer and a lot more. He’s kind of a big deal. It’s kind of a kick-ass to-do list for EVERYTHING! I watched the video on his website at least 100 times and I am so addicted. I am working on my on bullet journal now. More to follow…
Here is a link to his website where you can check out the video he made on this Bullet Journal thing.
Now back to organizing, you can see what inspires me from my Pinterest board here:
And you can check out my Planners and Bullet Journaling Pinterest Board Here:
Can’t wait to have a completely organized home and life. Even if it kills me. Or kills my family.
“Successful organizing is based on the recognition that people get organized because they, too, have a vision.’ ~ Paul Wellstone
Wake up. This is the important one. Am I breathing? Can I feel my limbs? Is it Saturday? If I have to pee then I better move quickly now. Check my phone/calendar. Messages, emails, calendar. Is this day going to be stressful or costly? Ugh. Check bank accounts. This step sets the tone for the… Continue reading #Grownuplife