Or at least give me soft, supple skin!
*sigh*
I am going to San Diego in July for our family reunion. July can NOT get here soon enough. Even though I'll be traveling with my mother and my sister, I think I can avoid them if they start getting on my nerves (which is very likely).
I haven't been out since I went to Portland! That is absolutely unacceptable! Don't get me wrong, I like hanging out with the kiddo, but sometimes it would be nice to hang out with an adult! Also the husband is still brooding and baying like a jackass. *rolls eyes*.
I guess I'm just not one of those matronly, domestic goddess - type moms. I hate cooking (even though I can cook) and I'm not tidy. I have minimal gardening skills and I find the thought of wearing a house dress or going to the grocery store without make-up terrifying. Last Friday, when I volunteered to help at the kiddo's last day of school classroom party, I decided to help pass out cookies. As I was holding the Corningware dish of cookies, my sister walked in and said, "Oh, that is so not you!" While it was funny, a part of me felt bad. Maybe I should be more of the type of mom my mother was. Why do I find it so hard to do? Am I really that butch or less motherly?
Anyway, the cocolette and I are off to see Indiana Jones. I laughed because she put on her favorite "diva" skirt and a shirt that says "princess" on it. She also had lip gloss on. I guess she's got it honest eh? Don't worry, I made her blot most of the shine off. Boundaries.