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Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Adrienne Patterson: Murphy's Law


Murphy’s Law says…….

If you take an important phone call your children will immediately need to tell you something totally useless and mundane very important, will get into a knock down drag out with their siblings or get a minor injury that results in the loudest screaming and crying you have ever heard.

If you over sleep it will inevitably be the day that you realize there is another homework sheet left in the backpack that MUST be turned in that day, you will be out of Luncheables and HAVE to take the time to make a pb&j and you will realize that this is the day you actually needed to shower because they won’t be having car line but need you to physically walk your child into school.  Days you are up on time, even early, things will run so smoothly that you have time to check emails and drink a cup of coffee waiting to leave for carline!

Monday-Friday your children will sleep until you have to wake them and they will not want to get up and be grumpy…weekends they will be in your face at 6:30 asking where the Nintendo DS is and emphasizing that they are starving and would really like Dunkin Donuts.

If it rains and the yard is totally flooded and muddy your kids will INSIST on playing outside in their brand new really cute outfit grandma sent for her birthday, however, on school picture day she will pitch a raging fit at the thought of wearing the “ugly outfit with puffy sleeves and clown pants” that grandma sent for her birthday and demand to wear her Hello Kitty faded tee shirt that is two sizes too small and her jeans with holes in the knees.

If you have anything fun or planned months in advance  you can pretty much plan for a child to be up all night prior to the morning you leave vomiting and having a fever.  When you decide this is the Spring Break you will save money and stay home this is when they will be healthy as horses and so buck wild that you can’t do enough to entertain them.

You invest some serious time into learning how to be a better cook. You learn new dishes and prepare a week’s worth of a fabulous brand new menu.  Kids eat only 1 of the 4 meals you prepared and declare the rest “yucky.”  Dad decides to try out his new homemade chicken nuggets and throw Kraft Mac n Cheese as the side and they declare him the BEST cook ever!

You finally decide to suck it up and fork over $100 for the stupidly over priced, buck toothed American Girl and you find her a week later left on the front porch with leaves in her mass of tangled hair and her super cute outfit is gone leaving her wearing only the $24 panties and one shoe.  What’s your kid playing with? Oh that cheap Barbie she begged for at the Dollar Tree last week…perfect!

The day of your gynocologist appointment you have a totally hectic morning, you have to rush through your shower with no time to shave (anywhere) and when you arrive to the office it hits you that you have slipped into your everyday flats that, while very comfy and cute, give you some very smelly feet which will be appropriately up in stirrups right near your gyno’s face.  Nice. 

You’re the first to admit you often fall behind in meeting hubby’s, um, “needs” so you find yourself feeling like you have enough energy to actually stay up past 9 p.m. and you are even feeling comfortable enough with your body to pull out the ole’ lingerie.  You sip on some wine, light a candle and envision a night of “pre-kids romance.”  Unfortunately that seemingly innocent movie on Disney has given little Johnny nightmares and tonight will be the threesome you never dreamed of.

So you grab some Mexican for lunch and on the way home it quickly becomes apparent that the bean burrito and large amounts of cheese dip is not your friend.  It will be on that day, as you exceed all speed limits and careen around corners breathing like labor is coming on that sweet Sally won’t be able to get her seat belt off, and the hide a key that is ALWAYS in it’s place will be missing so you will need to retrieve your keys from your still running car.  You will barely make it to your destination only to realize that there is no toilet paper and when you ask Sweet Sally to fetch you some she will be on the floor having an all out tantrum b/c you haven’t fixed that juice she begged for all the way home…OF COURSE!!!!!!!!!

Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Adrienne Patterson: 3 Minutes Inside the Head of a Mom...




Loved the post last week titled “3 Minutes Inside the Head of My 2 Year Old” so I am following it up today with my own post titled “3 Minutes Inside the Head of a Mom” enjoy….


  1. I have 10 more minutes until the alarm goes off why are you in my room?
  2. Get up, get up, get up…these 5 extra minutes of sleep are going to throw off the whole morning routine
  3. COFFEE NOW!!!
  4. How many days in a row have they eaten pop tarts??  Can’t remember so must not be too many,  breakfast done!
  5. I hate packing lunches!!!
  6. Is coffee done yet??
  7. Let cat in
  8. Feed cat
  9. Time to wake kids, let them wake up happy please
  10. They are so sweet when they are sleeping 
  11. Where are her favorite jeans?
  12. Did I bring the laundry upstairs? Ugh, it’s all still in the dryer
  13. I wish I had a maid to do laundry
  14. Please just pick out something that is clean and somewhat matches
  15. Wow, that outfit is ugly but no energy this early to argue
  16. For the love of all things good, please eat quickly and don’t spill your milk on your outfit making it not only ugly but stained
  17. Did we do homework last night?
  18. Book bags? Check. Lunchbox? Check Coats on? Check
  19. Crap, forgot to brush hair and teeth (mine and theirs) and we need to leave NOW!!!
  20. Why do I always need gas??
  21. I hope they don’t ask me to get out in carline I’m still in PJ’s and I pray my sunglasses are in my purse b/c I look awful!
  22. I am getting old…look at the bags under my eyes and the sunspots
  23. This summer it is all hats and 70+ sunscreen, got to stop this aging process.
  24. OMG, summer is going to be here, I have got to get to the gym b/c the baby is now 4 and I really can’t blame her for the muffin top anymore
  25.  Whew, kids made it on time…I hope they know I love them, I should be more patient!
  26. Please Lord don’t let them tell the teacher I am impatient and that I yell!!
  27. Need to shower, clean kitchen, fold laundry (or at least get it upstairs) think about dinner….ugh, by the time I finish that the kids will be home.
  28. Why am I checking FB when I have so much to do??
  29. I need a maid!
  30. I need to quit FB! 
  31. Why can’t my kids put stuff in the dirty clothes?
  32. Why can’t my husband put stuff in the dirty clothes?
  33. Ugh, huge pile of laundry and I haven’t even put away all the laundry I washed yesterday!
  34. What day is it?
  35. I feel like I am forgetting something?
  36. I miss my mind

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Adrienne Patterson: The Good, The Bad, & The Wonderful of Getting Older...

Happy New Year!!!  So after a pretty exhausting end of 2011 I have begun 2012 at a much slower pace and am very much enjoying this slow start to the year.  I have even made time to laugh at myself as it seems that everywhere I turn lately I am reminded of the fact that another New Year means another year on my birthday calendar.  I am not claiming to be old by any stretch but that doesn’t mean that there aren’t daily reminders that I’m getting older….   


Planning my oldest daughter’s birthday party and there is mention of having it at a new indoor water facility.  Sounds super fun, cost isn’t awful and she is pumped then I consider wearing a bathing suit in February and quickly that plan is nixed.  Wearing a suit when I am actually tan is becoming more of a challenge each year but take away the tan and this is just an absolute no go.  (FYI…we will be doing a “Decorate Your Own Donuts party at Dunkin Donuts.  I am much more comfortable eating donuts, super!) 

I got an email from the family I nannied for in college sharing the news that my former little charge has been accepted into several colleges.  WHAT??!!  She was 5 months old when I started that job and college certainly can’t have been that long ago! 

I no longer set New Year’s resolutions b/c I am older and I have figured out that they are only made to be broken.  Part 2, the one semi resolution I did make was to eat some organic high fiber oatmeal so that I could possibly go to the bathroom on a regular basis.  Seriously, if that isn’t a sign you are aging I don’t know what is!!   

I now regularly depend on my children to remember where we parked at the grocery store 

A good old multi vitamin no longer seems like enough, now I find myself perusing supplements for sharpening your brain/memory (see #4), digestive health (see #3) and energy. 

My kids ask me how old I was or where I was during historical events (i.e September 11th).   

I honestly had a conversation with my high school BFF about bladder tacking.  (For the record it was for her). 

Then again there are plenty of reasons I am glad to getting older….. 

I don’t have to force myself to wear uncomfortably high heels that make it impossible to bend over in a micro mini skirt.  (You know these girls dream of the day that black yoga pants and a tee shirt aren’t just acceptable but kind of cute) 

I don’t have to join a dating website to find a man!  I am more thankful than ever to be happily married….to have to date in this day and age seems horrifying! 

I can sport a muffin top and it’s okay b/c I have three beautiful kids that put it there.  

I can unabashedly admire a minivan and all it’s bells and whistles…I am a mom and it’s all about being practical! 

My Friday and Saturday nights are all about Dateline, 20/20 and 48 Hours  

A night out with the girls involves ice cream and good conversation…. 

I am not worried about being cool or getting embarrassed.  How can I be when my 3 year old is pooping in the Target restroom and loudly giving a blow by blow concluding with the declaration that her poop looks like playdough.   

My husband is going gray, his belly is a bit flabby and he has begun to snore yet I love him more than I did when I thought he was “hot” and stalked him in a bar!  Thank goodness for realizing that true beauty is on the inside… 

I can hang with my man in no make-up, my favorite ratty pj’s, pig out on a big bowl of ice cream and suffer diarrhea after b/c I can no longer tolerate dairy as I did in my younger days and he loves me still!!
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