I'm twenty-six (almost 27). I know that to some of you that seems really young, but it's not. At least as far as going out drinking is concerned. I went out with some friends of mine tonight, and seriously, by 9 I was done. A little drunkity drunk drunk and tired. It didn't help that all I'd had for lunch was a deli cookie that I had to stealthily hide from Livers (lest she scream her head off wanting it). Don't get me wrong, it is really nice to get out every once in awhile and let my hair down, but I can't keep up like the youngins these days. (Did I spell that southern colloquialism correctly? Who cares.) I guess if I had more than one drink every two months it'd be different. At least I'm a cheap date. What was super nice about being out was actually getting to go to the bar to eat one of my favorite foods around: a TD's Philly Cheese steak and their sour cream and chive fries...with ranch to dip. Delish.
In more sobering news I felt very proud of myself as a mom today (before said drinking, of course. That left me feeling more guilty than awesome.) Livers was having an absolute temper tantrum today because she wanted to play with the real phone and I was using it to get a recipe from my mom. I wanted to be strong and set an example that you can't pitch a fit to get what you want, so I tried to tell her that if she'd calm down and sit then she could have the phone. Well, that just made her madder. So I told her no and put the phone away. She was mad, alright, but I stood my ground. I showed her that I was the adult and she was going to have to deal with it. She eventually got over it when I brought our dog Lacey in to sit with her (much to her frustration; she doesn't like the constant nose and eye poking). Worked like a charm. She calmed down, got to pet and poke her "E E" (as she calls her), and just sat next to her, feeling like a big special girl. I'm sure there will be times ahead where I give in to the demands, but at least I had a little victory today: Mommy 1, Livers 0.
And the self-imposed vegetarian actually tried (and liked!) hot dogs today. Is a breakthrough on the horizon???
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First of all, thanks for posting the SITS button!
Second, it doesn't matter how old you are, having young kids is exhausting.
Third, drunkity, drunk, drunk, drunk is my new favorite saying.
NOOOO! Don't cross over to the dark side!! I can't be the only vegetarian blogger of the group! ; )
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