First of all, Happy Halloween!  btw-my husband, who never dresses up for Halloween, is going to work as Justin Bieber today. My idea.  Love it!

OK, so with all this gratitude, we knew I couldn’t make it a week without counteracting with some things that make me crazy and grouchy right?  It’s a rite of passage.  If we try to be grateful, we will always find more to complain about.  That is the human condition.  I am human.

DISCLAIMER:  This will probably be the most random, ADHD blog post you have ever read!

WRINKLES:

OK, so last night I noticed that I had a very deep crease in my forehead. WT_!???  And I thought I was going to escape aging!  Darn the system!  It’s funny.  I posted about time going by quickly last night.  Earlier yesterday afternoon, I had a random conversation with a neighbor I barely knew about how time goes by so quickly and today I’m blogging about my fine lines (not so fine anymore) and wrinkles.  Why do wrinkles bother people so much?  I have always laughed at my husband when he pulls out his gray hair (which I think is quite sexy!  not the pulling out part, but the gray hair itself), but now I find myself looking very critically at my aging face.  I mean, I already accepted facial hair as a fact of life a longgggg time ago and have since come up with a very regular plucking regime.  I have also accepted sagging, rather unattractive, tribal breasts (which I intend to have repaired when I’m done with childbearing and nursing).  I have also accepted my own run in with a few gray hairs here and there, because HAIR COLOR works wonders.  But WRINKLES!???  This is truly the end of my youthful existence, isn’t it?  OK, I’m being dramatic.  But seriously…this is ridiculous.  OK, so I admittedly used to be a sun goddess.  Despite the fact that I was warned from many aging adults (like myself now) when I was younger, and despite the fact that my sweet Aunt Georga died at the very early age of 30 with melanoma skin cancer, I still loved sun bathing…and still do.  Now,  my once supple, super human skin is paying the price.  I now have age spots, fine lines and sagging, less than elastic (like the commercial) skin.  It’s depressing.  Audience participation question:  What do you do about it?

MAGAZINES:

The other thing that is bugging me and hanging over my head like a lead balloon is all my magazines.  I am currently a subscriber to a few magazines:  Shape, Rachael Ray, Family Circle and Parents.  I love all of these mags, but I NEVER (and I mean NEVER) have time to even glance through them.  I put them on the toilet thinking I could catch a glimpse there.  But I have no time to poop either, so that doesn’t work.  Then, I put the mags in the car for when we go places as a family.  Nope, don’t have time there because I’m usually turned around taking care of a kid in need or in the backseat entertaining.  Now the mags are up to my height and I can’t even imagine trying to go through them all.  Seriously…all I really want from these mags is advice on how to get your kids to sleep 20 hours at a time and a fail proof, healthy recipe or two that my almost 3 year old will eat every time without argument or fanfare.  I also love looking at new products out on the market (for wrinkles and age spots).  Oh, and reading Shape might just make me feel like I’m closer to getting in shape — even though my butt won’t see a gym for another 5 years (when the kids are in school).  But again, this is all about the unrealistic expectations, isn’t it?  It’s driving me NUTS!  So…soliciting more audience participation:  What do you do about it?

BLISTERS:

I have blisters on both of my feet from the cool new shoes I just recently found at a garage sale.  They are totally comfy shoes, but my feet are in so much pain from wearing them out a little too long on the first go ’round.  I’ve tried peroxide, ointment, band aids and they are so painful that I can barely walk barefooted. 

OK, so now I’m just going to write a list of things that get on my nerves to save time and get it all off my chest, so I can get on with my day and move on:

1. stacked up junk mail on my kitchen counter.  BOOOOOOO!!
2. leaves and dead bugs brought in by the dog
3. when someone doesn’t push their chair back in at the table after they get up from eating
4. walking around the house with a toothbrush in your mouth.  Why multitask?  Get the job done AT THE SINK!
5. people who don’t use their blinker.  I don’t know where you are going!!
6. people who complain too much (silent cough)
7. people who are never satisfied (two silent coughs)
8. silverfish. gross!
9. stacked up junk mail on my kitchen counter.  I know.  I already mentioned this.  It drives me NUTS!
10. things that don’t have a place. a name. a partner.
11. Since I repeated #1, I get one more right?  OK…I am fed up with my garage being cluttered and dirty.  In fact, I hate clutter.  Despise it.  That will be another blog post.

Here are the things I’m grateful for:

1. My cutie patootie little guys
2. My Justin Bieber lookalike
3. klru (Austin Public Television)
4. the fact that I got 2 bathrooms cleaned yesterday and managed to sort through my baby’s clothes and organize his closet
5. the fact that I’m totally OK to look at a basket of dirty laundry sitting in my hallway today.  Tomorrow, this might be a problem.
6. the fact that my husband and son went to HEB yesterday and picked up some odds and ends, so I don’t have to go today.  YAY!!!
7. comfy clothes.  love comfy clothes when it’s a little nippy outside.
8. products I j’adore (which I will list in another blog post later today)
9. ideas I love (another blog post)
10. methods I love (another blog post)

Too da loo