I know for sure:
- That if there are ingredients for S’mores in my home, I will make them in the microwave and eat them for lunch before my workout. And then, not workout.
I also know:
- If there are doughnuts in the house, I will eat more than one serving both before and after dinner.
What I just discovered this weekend:
- If both my kids and my husband are gone for 24 hours, I will spend ten hours shopping and not even need to take a moment to eat. Instead I will buy a diet coke and a bag of peanut butter M&M’s, recharge, then keep on going.
- That you can never truly appreciate the ability to do whatever you want whenever you want, unless you have kids. If you don’t have kids, or can’t have kids, borrow some for a week or two. Then you’ll see.
- That doing whatever you want whenever you want, is an amazingly happy experience that can even cure anxiety and insomnia.
What I have recently realized:
- I should never ever blog, or email, or chat while under the influence of Ambien, because the next day I will find drafts and chat back logs that I never remember writing or doing. I might also, and have been known to order books online that are a complete surprise when they show up on my doorstep.
- Shopping for training bras is quite embarressing. Especially when you are a grown woman, in your 30’s, with two kids….and said bra is for you. {Okay, so it’s not a training bra, per se, but may as well be.}
What I am not entirely sure about but leaning towards:
- My tattoo and/or tattoo’s and where they will be.
- Botox and/or doing something surgically about the training bra issue. Enough said.
What I will never understand for the life of me:
- Why some womens ‘bubbies’ go bye bye after babies.
- Why some women have no self control over sweets.
- And especially why those “some women” have to be me.
What about you….what do you know for sure?
© 2009 “Le Musings of Moi”
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Well, I didn’t know that shopping for 10 hours would cure insomnia…but since I’ve tried beer, rum and a sleeping pill, I think shopping online is the next trick.
I don’t know how I ended up with insomnia at 33.
And I know I want some “bubbies” for myself.
I think maybe if you eat some more s’mores and donuts you can fill in your “training bra” better!(By the way, your bubbies seem perfectly proportioned and fine in all of your cute outfit pics! That may or may not have been me hitting on you… yeah, I feel a little awkward now. MOVING ON!) Now, i don’t know what to tell you about your ass spreading because of this piece of advice I’m giving here…
LOL. I use the word Bubbies now all the time since RHONJ! 🙂
Ain’t that the truth about not being able to appreciate doing what you want…
For anyone taking your advice and borrowing children, I offer mine.
oh, the dreaded boob issues… i was told by several people that after nursing, boobs shrink. i was elated. then depressed. mine didn’t shrink; rather, i got this outrageous “flop” factor. sigh. maybe that’s where the sugar thing comes in? i say, after childbirth, nursing and new body issues, we mommies DESERVE sugar.
oh, and yay for shopping by. your. self.!! who’d have thought that heaven can be found in an undistracted shopping trip? 🙂
I know for sure that you could have been narrating my life in your post!! I didn’t even get the bonus of my ‘bubbies’ getting bigger when I was pregnant. Now isn’t thast rude!
i love this post! i know for sure that i have a.d.d and i think it will get worse as i get older. i turned 30 in feb. and i know for sure that i fit training bras too
I never knew how much I would miss free time until I had my little dude!
If 10 hour shopping sprees cure insomnia, I’m all over it.
I want a boob job. At the same time, I feel like if I were going to do it… I should have done it already.
I’ve been reading your blog for a few weeks now and I love it! This post could’ve been written by me.. even down to the bubbies. (What’s up with that anyway?!) Wanted to let you know that I used part of your post as my Facebook status (HA!) with a Linky Link of course 🙂
I LOVE those fun treats! But I am trying to loose weight!! lol! AND I did buy myself some bras that are not so sexy…but comfy! There comes a time where one must think about themselves!!
Hi – just discovered your blog this morning! I am visiting from TheBlogFrog and just love your blog. I can totally relate to the feeling of having 24 hours or more to yourself. I was a single parent for over 10 years and I found myself with a whole day to myself one winter. I drove to a local ski slope (I live in CO) and went down the exact same bunny slope over and over again for hours, while singing to myself. I was in absolute heaven. No one pressuring me to go down double black killer diamonds, no-one needing to pee every 10 minutes (takes 20 minutes just to get them out of their snowsuits). That was about 8 years ago and I still remember it vividly.
Very witty blog!
Holly at TheBlogFrog
So true about having the ability to do anything you want before children. That reality hit me like a brick in the face after my son was born.
What do I know for sure?
That if I put the kids to bed late, they will wake up early.
If I wear a new shirt, I will spill on it.
Hmmmm … for sure? The whole thing with the breasts changing after childbirth, kind of like balloons being blown up and then deflating. How come no one told me? What a huge shock. But did you know that plastic surgery can make it so that you lose nipple sensation? It does in a fairly high percentage of women. That would be so not worth it for me. I know, for sure, that I’d rather be flatter chested and still enjoy sex. And tatoos are forever. I’d go with the botox.
I was recently recommended to use fudge stripe cookies instead of graham crackers for smores. Yummy!
You jinxed me about the insomnia, because that’s what I had last night. It sucks.
And isn’t it amazing how doing what we really love will cure us of about any ailment?
I want to hurry up and decide if we are having another baby, because I am seriously heading in for some bubbie treatment afterwards. It is just unfair what children do to those things.
The sweets are simply a way to cope with motherhood insanity, right? Don’t we all do it? 🙂
i love this post and basically i could have written this myself! LOVE LOVE IT!!! you are hilarious!
For sure I know I am laughing at your post! Just visiting from twitter/blogfrog! Love this post idea! Might have to try it myself!
What I know for sure is that this post was HI LA RI OUS!
Great post as always Summer!
Love and Prayers,
Tim
I know for sure that I love this post and I just adore you!
Umm. I think you have me nailed. Except after a period of time my boobs got back to normal. However, I never had big ones to start with. But since I have gotten fat that has been when they hang like bush women. Gross. In other words I could always pass the pencil test until I became a hog.
I think you are not alone in what you have discovered. You are in great companyl. ; )
Shopping really is the cure all. Unless nothing fits, anyway. Then it just makes everything worse. 🙂
I know I will never take ambien again! Under its evil influence I texted naked pics of myself to inappropriate people! Luckily, high on ambien makes for very blurry pics!!
ha ha, I love this post! I am right there with ya about eating smores before a workout…and then not getting to the workout. C’est La Vie! 🙂
What I do know for sure is that if I have ice cream in my freezer I will eat it every night until it’s gone, gain 2 lbs. in one week, and then feel like a fat cow for the week after that.
I know for sure that I completely understand much of what you just said.
I know for a FACT (yet I still feel the need to test fate) that when I buy a bag of potato chips I will eat the whole bag in one sitting…not out of the bag, though…less lady like…I go to and from the kitchen with bowls of 10 or so chips until they are gone. And THEN I figure that my day is shot anyway so I continue eating like a pig.
**sigh**
I know for a fact that if you offer me pizza, I will eat some… even if I just had Thanksgiving dinner.
I know that I like my dog more than I like a lot of people I’ve met.
And, just to throw in, having breast surgery (reduction/lift) actually made my breasts more sensitive, which is actually the opposite of what usually happens. Go figure. I guess you can’t know everything. 🙂
Happy SITS!
Thanks for sharing your knowledge with your SITStas!
Too too funny.
Have a great Saturday.