Mayday! Mayday!

 

I'm joining in on Joyce's Hodgepodge today.

Fun Fact:  Joyce is my "just-pretends" friend and we are playing Words with Friends together.

Joyce is a force to be reckoned with in the Words with Friends department.

She is kicking my hiney.

But that is neither here nor there.

Let's move on to the questions, shall we?

1. Have you ever been served breakfast in bed? Do you enjoy that? If someone were serving you breakfast in bed this coming weekend what would you hope to see on the tray?

The only time I remember being served anything in bed was in the hospital after I had a baby.

I've always been a dainty eater.

I would like to submit that the hospital stay after having a baby is the best thing ever.  Especially when it is your 3rd or 4th baby.

I mean, who wants to go home?  Home is where dishes, dust, laundry, and other children exist.

No, sir.  Bring me my coffee, help me to the bathroom, and fetch me some food.  Yes.  The hospital life is for me.

Ideal breakfast for me?

I really, really love oatmeal.  A good bowl of oatmeal. 

2. What is one piece of advice you would give a new mother?

Do not be alarmed when you are given the ginormous pads and special gauze underwear when you are in the post partum rooms at the hospital.

Embrace them.

You have no other options.

3. When was the last time you wanted to scream? Explain.

Today.  And I'll gladly explain:

I have been to town the last three days in a row.  This is excessive for a hermit, such as myself.  When I go to town, I have to make multiple trips to the bathroom with my precious boys.

You all know how well that goes.

Little Dude still has to get undressed.  And Little Dude still like to rub the toilet seats and all things toilet-ish while he attempts to make a successful elimination.

Then, Little Dude needs help getting dressed again.

While I am helping Little Dude put his pants back on, he is constantly rubbing my face and cheeks.

"I love my Mommy.  Mommy wee handsome."

And while I appreciate the fact that the boy thinks I am handsome, I cannot help but wonder what on earth he is spreading onto my cheeks as he is praising my beauty.

It makes me want to scream.

4. Can you hula hoop?

Does this blog have a purpose?

 5. What is something people do in traffic that really bothers you?

I am a pretty relaxed kind of gal when it comes to the road.

My husband drives me INSANE though.

You have heard me mention his refusal of using 4 wheel drive before.

Guess what else he refuses to use?

Windshield wipers.

"But, Taylor.  They are just so annoying.  And I hate it when they make that screeching sound."

I try to reason with him.  But it is no use.

"Taylor.  If you get going fast enough, the rain will just start flying off the windshield fast enough and you don't need the wipers anyways!"

This is the man I chose to father my children.

I have only myself to blame.

 6. What do you do when people don't admit they're wrong?

I usually send the people I deal with to a time out and make them say that they are wrong.

7. What is the first thing that comes to mind when you hear the word 'fun'?

Huckleberry picking . . .

If it was Opposite Day.

ha!

Fun=kids in bed, full bowl of popcorn, Diet Pepsi, my husband, and a funny tv show that my husband won't fall asleep during.

8. Insert your own random thought here.

I was informed this week that there is a tradition on May 1st.  Apparently, boys are supposed to leave flowers on the door steps of the girls they like.

I would like to report that I am 29 and 3/4 and I have never received a flower on my door step on May 1st.

In fact, I don't think I have ever received a flower on my door step on any day.

Perhaps my mom led me astray when she told me glamour shots were all the rage?

I think I need a flower.

Happy Wednesday!