Stealth blogging…sucks it

I’ve paid my dues
The trenchcoat is off. They are gone. They are allllllllllll gone.
Time after time
Took the last batch of sugar-pushing grandparents to the airport at 530 this morning. When the back gate of the mom-van closed I swore I heard angels sing.
I’ve done my sentence
But committed no crime
I love them. I really do. But Jesus F’ing Christ they make me crazy. And not crazy in a good way. Crazy in a-I’d be an alcoholic, pill popper -way.
And bad mistakes
In fact, they make me so crazy that as I type this I kinda miss them. What the hell is that crap?
I’ve made a few
Despite my Martha-ness taking a hit with my mother-in-law’s improvised, used wrapping paper tablecloth, the Queen Mother’s constant baking and cooking and cleaning after I cleaned, the odd and sometimes uncomfortable melding of my swearing, football watching father with my ax-wielding (not kidding, they brought us wood all the way from West Virginia) outdoorsey father-in-law, and the added bonus of one teething baby and one over hyped, over stimulated, over indulged toddler….we survived.
I’ve had my share of sand
Kicked in my face
In the end it was all about the kids (when is it not, I ask?) and they were spoiled. I went overboard. The grandparents went overboard. Consumerism ran amok.
But I’ve come through
The Kaiser and I even escaped for a quick date and some naughtiness (wink, nudge, wink, wink) AND I had a spa day.
And we mean to go on and on and on and on
So as I sip coffee from my new coffee pot, pop in a new DVD for Count Waffles the Terrible and plot what to do with the thong, nativity, and 1980’s tracksuit I unwrapped Xmas morning, I’m feeling rather victorious.
We are the champions – my friends
And we’ll keep on fighting
Till the end
We are the champions
We are the champions
No time for losers
‘Cause we are the champions
of the World

****I revised this month’s Annie’s Knight contest, EVERYONE should be able to play now!


  1. Congrats on destealthing and naughty time with the hubby 🙂

  2. Stealth blogging was hard.

  3. You’re free! You’re free!!!! haha

    You managed a spa day AND some nookie?? That’s not too bad…

    Glad you survived 🙂

  4. I didn’t have to stealth blog, so much as i had to grab 10 seconds on the computer, here and there.

    My MIL spent most of her time here on my computer, playing Pogo.

  5. Thanks for popping by my place! It was a great surprise and funny the subject matter of both our posts!

    Nookie… I was promised LOADS and LOADS of nookie, the only thing I asked for in this month of hell… and my husband is passed out sick and my period is due and the 3 in-laws are still here…

    Your post has me in tears… how I long to sing that song! *bohemian sighs*

    By the by… lovin’ the blog and am linkin’ to you fellow mama!

  6. I love them. I really do. But Jesus F’ing Christ they make me crazy. And not crazy in a good way. Crazy in a-I’d be an alcoholic, pill popper -way.

    Oh dear, these are the joys of being a mother… You angels must be proud of their mother Queen!!

  7. lol, I love the tiara. You sure have some pretty kids. Congrats on your victory!

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