Just in case my last post made y'all think that I am some sort of Melanie Wilkes-like angel....
This morning, the alarm went off and the first words out of my cherubic mouth were: FUCK. FUCK THIS SHIT! It can't be 6 a.m. yet! I just laid my damn head on the pillow! FUCK.
Bing came in to kiss me goodbye before she left for work and tried to give me a sweet lingering kiss. I said, "Jaysus, honey...I'm half naked and freezing. Would just give me the damn kiss and let me get dressed here?"
When Liv asked for an "egyptian eye" (a piece of bread with a hole in it fried with an egg yellow peeking through) for breakfast, I gave her a long weary look and said, "How about cornflakes? Or maybe some applesauce? Doesn't a granola bar sound better?
When the dog began whining at the door to be taken out, I said, "Crap, Socks...you JUST went out. Is your bladder the size of a pea or something? NO! It's COLD out there." (Maybe I should get points for taking him anyway...)
It is not even seven a.m. yet.
I'm no angel.
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Sounds like one of my mornings...
I'm sure even real angels have bad days.
Happy Monday!
:::raising a cup of coffee to you:::
That's more like it!
And hey! For some of us, laying in bed until six is an unattainable dream.
It's no use back pedalling now Maria, your secret is OUT :) No-one among us is an angel but like it or not, you are a kind soul with a gentle heart and that's a GOOD thing.
Good morning sunshine!
I'm always cutting off Hubbz's attempts at lingering kisses.
It's as though I was looking in the mirror.
Well, without the good morning kiss, Socks, and Egyptian needles. Mine includes taking the dogs for a walk at 0500 in the freakin' cold, listening to the twins bicker all morning, and dogs who are needy little pains in the butt...it's all relative.
You ARE and angel, Maria. You just aren't a morning angel.
definitely points for taking the dog out anyway!
And again: I'm so glad I found your blog.
I know days like this, when the girls have to live on Cheerios and macaroni and cheese, and get to watch a movie by themselves, because I. Just. Can't. Stand. It.
Here's to good rest tonight.
I'm glad to see that you are human, like the rest of us! LOL
I greet every day with a hearty, "FUCK! I'm late!" I'm amazed at anyone who is ever able to kiss people and make eggs for children before 10 am.
Well, thank goodness. I wouldn't like you if you were TOO nice...
so, i got up to pee at 4am and realized that my bedroom was a freaking meat locker!! FUCK it's cold!
You know, I cannot figure out why, when I am able to get up on the weekends at 6 am, that 6 am pisses me off every Monday morning.
Not that Biscuit banging on the door to go out at midnight helps any....
You do get extra points for taking him, I didn't take PD for a walk yesterday and she moped around like the world had come to an end!
Glad to hear you're no angel; I was beginning to wonder...(ha ha)
My kind of morning. By the way thanks for stopping by my blog.
At least Bing isn't suggesting you get up and get read for work. Bernie has this thing lately about me getting up like I have to go someplace to work.
Redic!
Yeah, you are too nice to that kid.
Cereal, granola bar, (at least you don't give her pop tarts!)nothing wrong with that.
i hope that the rest of your day was better
i hope the rest of your day was better.
Maybe you're just not a morning angel, like a lot of folks aren't morning people. Oh, and in college I learned of the grilled cheese sandwich with an egg in the cut out hole in the middle of the top piece of bread. "Egg in a next" it was called in Joisy.
Nobody said you were an angel...just a good person surrounded by good people. Silly woman.
Nice to see you're like the rest of us after all! :)
gosh i say that every morning as well... we are all non-angels???
Somehow I am more comfortable the idea of an angel who knows how to swear. I'd be afraid I'd piss off the angel who didn't!
Bless you Maria - that's what you get for getting a puppy at 49.
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