Mom With A Pen » Ah yes…husbands!!!

Super Party Animals

Maniacal Mommy — Mon, 06 Feb 2012 00:07:08 +0000

My poor husband. He wanted to have a Super Bowl party of sorts. Mostly just having his family over and an excuse to break out the deep fryer. We aren’t really invested in any of the teams. His brothers are not sports fans. Our kids aren’t really old enough to sit still and watch a long winded sporting event. Me? Let me know when the commercials are on!

Just Another Day…

Mom With A Pen — Sat, 17 Dec 2011 03:58:55 +0000

It’s not a secret. Sometimes marriage sucks. Men and women just don’t think alike. Maybe that’s why John Gray has made millions. How can you love somebody and yet detest them with every fiber of your being. How does that happen when 15 years ago you couldn’t wait to spend an evening hanging out with them?

Beautiful Things

Maniacal Mommy — Fri, 24 Jun 2011 01:16:35 +0000

My final round of trashy magazines hit my mailbox last week. The special price had ended, and let’s face it: without the Stephen King column in the one, I really had no reason to get it. We get to see a movie on the big screen maybe once a year, not counting free kids movies or “must see” kids movies.

Mmm….greasy!

Maniacal Mommy — Wed, 27 Apr 2011 23:16:51 +0000

I love to get my fry on. Sure, I try to feed my family healthy foods. We have a garden that provides us with many of our vegetables; plus strawberries, grapes and apples grow in the yard. We don’t eat out all that often, but enough that my youngest knows to say “mmm” when he sees the Golden Arches or any given fast food joint. I watch Jamie Oliver’s Food Revolution and rejoice that our children’s private school serves primarily “homemade” foods.

Divisible by Five

Maniacal Mommy — Fri, 18 Feb 2011 04:32:08 +0000

It’s always weird to hit one of “those” birthdays. Today I turned 35. Nothing special about turning 35. It’s not like being able to vote or buy booze. Nevertheless, it feels momentous. Maybe because I have moved up that box, and am no longer in the 18-34 category.

No Soup For You!

Maniacal Mommy — Sat, 22 Jan 2011 23:48:10 +0000

Yes, sometimes I feel like Soup Nazi from Seinfeld. I have a protocol, and failure to abide by the protocol will have its consequences.

It has been a hard transition from SAHM to working only part time mom. Now that I spend my morning hours at work, I find it harder to do certain things. Grocery shopping? Ha! I used to do it on mornings while the kids were in school, but before Hubby went to work. I don’t have that now. And really, it just never seems like a good time to do my big grocery shopping. Do I drag three kids after school? Do I drag him out of bed on the weekends so I can go (which means he will be wearing his crabby pants)?

The Wisdom of Shrek

Maniacal Mommy — Sat, 08 Jan 2011 02:27:56 +0000

I will admit, I adore the Shrek movies. I remember when the first Shrek came out, I read that someone was upset about a princess that burped and found that in bad taste. Since I find most of the princess mythology in bad taste, I ignored that particular judgement.

Who Knew?

Maniacal Mommy — Fri, 24 Dec 2010 04:40:06 +0000

I don’t have much experience in being a woman. Oh sure, I have given birth. I am married, of course. But I have heard that women really go all out for other women. I never really understood that.

Letting Go is a Good Thing

Maniacal Mommy — Sun, 19 Dec 2010 20:01:22 +0000

I admit that I tend to be a bit of a control freak. I don’t really think about it all that much. Normally the bulk of Christmas falls upon my shoulders. Before, it only made sense. My husband was busting his butt working two jobs for us, so he just did not have the time to really participate in the minute details.

Food Doesn’t Have to be Fast, Does It?

Maniacal Mommy — Fri, 12 Nov 2010 18:56:44 +0000

When I was a kid, we seldom went out for dinner. If we did, it was someone’s birthday, and it was memorable. We did not eat much fast food either. Sure, we lived about 30 minutes from what some would call civilization, so it made sense. My mom was a stay at home, and she cooked for us. It’s funny how I can remember eating chili with buttered crackers, and we would all watch Wheel of Fortune together in the evening. Fond childhood memories that don’t involve paper sacks, I guess.