Can I quote you?

I love funny sayings, especially when they come from my own family. I actually have a quote book where I store them. Sometimes I put motivational or spiritual quotes in there but more often than not they just end up being funny things that my kids or my husband say. Today netted a good one...

because Hubb and I had a fight.


Again.


We've had a few of them lately. I think it is because we have hit a new phase lately. One that is seeing us busy, busy, busy. We've hardly had time together, he hardly sees the kids. It's high five on the way out the door and "See you next Tuesday." I hate it. And it has both of us tense, so therefore, we've fought a little more than normal. Nothing serious. No lawyers on the phone. But it's becoming difficult for both of us. I can't post this on my regular blog because I have a rep to protect. WE never fight. Not us!

So tonight as our disagreement wound down I remarked that I hated fighting all the time. His response...

"Then stop making me mad."

Maybe it should have made me angry but I laughed my head off. I never can stay mad at him. He's too good at making me laugh. But that's not the end. I felt bad for our argument and did penance by giving him a back rub. I asked if he forgave me since I rubbed his back.

His response...

"Yes, and I'll forgive you for the next two arguments if you'll rub my legs, too."

Love that man!

I don't want to be a mom tonight.

Is it tomorrow yet? I don't want to be a mom tonight. I'd just as soon skip it.

It has been a busy day. Busy with lots of kids, not even all of them mine. Maybe that is the reason I'm not in a mom kind of a mood tonight. I feel inundated with kids. Diablo had a particularly trying afternoon. Man, that kid can whine like no other! And she's incredibly persistent. I keep hoping one of these days she'll decide that she is absolutely, possitively going to be a good girl, come what may. If she decides that, no power in heaven or on earth will sway her from it. Kind of like tonight at the dinner table when she screamed at me for a full 15 minutes because she wanted to find her flip-flops. Notice that she never went to look for them, just yelled at me as I tried to explain that we were leaving soon to take Teaser to soccer and she already had shoes in the car so we didn't need another pair.

Tomorrow night I'm going out with my girlfriends. I live for nights like those. Nights when Hubb puts the kids to bed and deals with the whining himself. He gets to wrestle Diablo into her pajamas while she plays dead. He gets to remind Gem no less that 16 times to put her clothes in the laundry basket. He gets to put Chubb to bed 2 or 3 times before he'll go to sleep. I get to put on some sexy shoes and a shirt without snot rubbed on the shoulders. I get to pack my cute purse, the one that can't fit diapers and wipes. I get to talk to big girls who don't cry. I get to enjoy a dinner and dessert that I will regret all the next day. Bliss.

I can hardly wait. Really. The kids are watching a movie tonight until it is time for bed so I don't have to deal with them at the moment. Yessiree, Bob. I'm in no kind of a mom mood tonight. Or tomorrow. Maybe I'll try for Friday.