Ok readers, I am pretty sure I have this Mommy-thing down
pat. True, there is no actual baby in
the mix yet, so perhaps I have just mastered pregnancy. Either way, I am writing a blog entry now
while my husband single handedly cleans
out the basement. I even gave a meek
offer of help and it was declined.
Clearly whatever I am doing is working.
This is coming on top of an already stellar weekend that
included going to The Outback Steakhouse with friends and afterwards finishing
the last few minutes of our audiobook Whiteout
by Ken Follett.
Actually, Follett probably gets more credit than anyone for
holding this family together, especially on long, frustrating traffic-filled
drives where relationships are at their most fragile. Once again he delivered a fast-moving,
interesting thrill ride of a tale with a couple of wholly unnecessary sex
scenes to make sure you are paying attention.
This audio book also happened to be the perfect length of 12.5 hours and
was free from the local library so it won points all over the place.
In conclusion, my aforementioned Perfect Husband just saw me
typing away and told me he thought I had given up on my blog. He is not winning points as a loyal reader,
so that basement better be spotless.
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| Mama chugs non-alcoholic beer at The Outback Steakhouse, thus embracing "No Rules, Just Right" brand promise. Photo credit: Andrew The Instagram Lover |
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