Friday, February 13, 2009

the story of us

The captain is laying in my left arm making his doe-eyed face. Thus I type with one hand and find I'm (still) no good at it. It has been a long day. None of my cuter ideas for Valentine's day came to fruition this year, but there is a small stack of presents for my boys to open tomorrow, so I didn't fail entirely. At Valentines Day that is, I did fail again at getting myself ready like a real-life person. And since I've already shared PLENTY of makeup-free photos with you.....My bedroom/computer room/craft room/nursery/storage room is a disaster area, and it's starting to infringe on my ability to concentrate. Since my ability to concentrate already has enough handicaps going on, I shall have to find a way to tackle it.

Mr Renn had to make an appearance at a Scout Camp tonight. Why anybody in their right mind would choose to camp in February is beyond my comprehension. I'm grateful he didn't have to stay the night, but it still made for a rough evening at home. Sir O emptied an entire tube of antibiotic ointment and smeared it all over himself and my bed. He was promptly deposited in the crib/jail, and there he is sleeping now.
Mr Renn arrived home late. He was freezing to the touch and covered in globs of mud. Apparently somebody's tires spun out in the mud and just happened to fling it all in his direction. Have I mentioned my feelings about laundry? Oh yes, I have.

Well, even if our laundry quarters are dwindling at an alarming rate, and the Captain has his all-nighter face on..... life is still good. Just overwhelming. I'm learning to stop wishing for a break. This is real-life Em. Complicated, riddled with problems, void of perfection. Embrace it while you have it.

5 comments:

glittersmama said...

Maybe Oliver was worried about everyone getting sick?

I like seeing the real in my blog friends. It makes my realness feel normal. Best wishes for some sleep.

hairyshoefairy said...

Ugh. Peanut has done that with diaper rash stuff and cortizone cream - twice each. Usually just on the table or floor, though. Not a bed. That is not cool.

And really? Camping in February? In PA? Ick!

I think I've given in to real-life. My whole house will never be neat and tidy all at the same time and since becoming mothers, it's true, we may never get a real break again. ((hugs)) Somehow we'll make it.

Ashley said...

Your apron is so cute. What pooch?? Seriously, that is not a pooch...

The Blandon's said...

Ummmm, you have no pooch that I can see. I think you look greeeeat! I have seen you in real life girl!
Plus I'm with you on the messy house and I don't have a newborn taking up my cleaning time.

Angela said...

I never could figure the scouts out. They took Rob away from me (and my car) when Spencer was a wee baby. The clencher was they camped over the 4th of July. Women are definitely not involved in planning scout trips.

Good luck with living real life-- ups and downs and all!

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