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I found this post in my draft folder.  I wrote it quite a while ago.  I find it amusing now that it’s almost Mother’s Day, so I thought I’d share.  Happy Mother’s Day to all you moms out there.

I was talking to a friend the other day and the topic of college came up.  I admitted that although I’ve attended numerous schools and have switched majors about six times (not an exaggeration), I still do not hold a degree.  She looked at me like I was bat-shit crazy.  I have a lot of theories as to why I never finish, but not so much why I keep changing my mind about what to study.

I keep coming back to one central concept: I don’t want to work.

I know that sounds lazy, but it’s not.  I DO work.  I have worked incredibly hard and enjoyed it.  I have also done the most mundane tasks and enjoyed the crap out of those too.  I have earned my own living to support my family.  I definitely can work.  I just don’t want to do things that I don’t like and once I stop liking something, I’m pretty much done.  Then it’s time to move on.

There is one thing that I have done that I’ve always loved, always strived to be my best, always tried to be perfect and of which I am most critical.  It’s my longest running job to date and the one thing to which I sincerely wish I could devote all of my time and energy.

I’m a mom.

That’s it.  That’s all I’ve ever wanted and I could classify everything else as being either a hobby or an inconvenient necessity.

I love staying home, sweeping floors, doing laundry, baking cookies.  Nothing makes me happier than afternoons by the pool or playground, hearing “Mom, watch this!” a hundred thousand times while re-reading the same page of my book over and over again.

I don’t want to be a lady of leisure.  Being a mom is damn hard work!  I would definitely like to have “hobby jobs” to get out of the house, talk to grown-ups and do something I like.  A career?  No.  That’s really, honestly and truly not me.

But yeah…that’s it.  They don’t teach “MOM” in school, so that’s why I’ve never landed on my thing.  After my kids have gone off to school and their own lives, I think I’ll go back too.  I’ll learn how to do yet something else.  In the meantime, I’ll enjoy being Mom.

Call Me “Mom”

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Why is pasta such a wonderful comfort food?  Is it because I’m (half) Italian?  Whenever I’m cranky, tired, sick, hungry, bored, lonely, busy, anxious, etc., all I seem to want is pasta.

A few friends came over this afternoon and it ended up being a pasta dinner for five.  I felt immensely satisfied afterward.  My gramma would have been proud.  (Oops!  No wine!  Bad Italian!)

Olympics and pasta = a winning combination.

Life is Like a Bowl of Spaghetti

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I received a text this evening that said, “The rain in Spain falls mainly on the plain.”   I responded, “The wind just broke his leg.”

From there it went here…and then more.  Enjoy a giggle and add your own favorites if you’d like.  🙂

And out in front is Bouncing Betty! – Henry Blake

It’s nice to be nice to the nice. – Frank Burns

Go mail a bear. – Trapper

The toe tag reads ’emotionally exhausted and morally bankrupt’. – Hawkeye

Frank Burns eats worms. – Koreans

I probably shouldn’t be telling you this, but Frank Burns is a lipless wonder. – Hot Lips

Hawkeye: Your mind is in the gutter!
Trapper: I can’t help it. It’s attached to my body.

Margaret: They’ve made a mockery of my majority!
Hawkeye: Well, what do ya know, we’re major mockers.

All that energy, wasted on a door. – Trapper (my favorite character & line ever!)

I am not so think as you drunk I am. — Margaret

This is captain Pak, R.O.K, this is lieutenant Mulcahy, G.O.D. — Henry

I’ll carry your books, I’ll carry a torch, I’ll carry a tune, I’ll carry on, carry over, carry forward, Cary Grant, cash and carry, carry me back to Old Virginia, I’ll even ‘hari-kari’ if you show me how, but I will not carry a gun.” – Hawkeye

…ill-booten gotty…” – Hawkeye

Best show ever.

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