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I Brushed My Teeth With What?!
Parenting has highs and lows and sometimes unexpected, and unwanted, surprises…
We spent an amazing weekend with friends from college and their children. We all got together at a private camp. We had a campfire, a hay ride, fishing, swimming, and more. It was family and friend bonding bliss.
On Saturday night, my husband graciously put the kids to bed in our cabin, while I sat up at the lodge having cocktails and visiting with our friends. I strolled into our cabin about 1:30 am and of course had to get ready for bed in the dark. The cabins were simple and we all slept in one room, which was the same room the sink was in. So I couldn’t turn on the light to brush my teeth or take out my contacts.
I was doing pretty good in the dark. I got my contacts out, found my glasses and prepared to brush my teeth. I grabbed the tube, slathered it on and shoved the toothbrush in my mouth… What the %$&#? This substance was neither foamy nor minty. It was not meant for my mouth, but rather my daughter’s butt… It was Desitin!
C’mon, make me feel better, tell me your gross parenting story!
My toothbrush the next morning...
I Have Slept in the Rain, I Am Not High Maintenance
- I don’t belive in manicures. (Although I have vastly different views on pedicures)
- If there is food involved I can be ready in under three minutes to walk out the door. (But you may not want to sit across from me)
- If you’re cooking, I will eat it, no questions asked.
- I drink beer, not just wine and cocktails. The Silver Bullet suits me just fine.
- I love hand-me-downs for my kids.
- My Nieman Marcus is Marshalls.
- Filet mignon and pizza are pretty much on the same level for me.
- Days, okay I won’t lie – weeks, go by without me doing my make-up or hair.
- If I don’t leave the house, I don’t dress up, or get dressed…
- I will camp. In a tent. In the rain. And have fun.
Just like the Four Seasons!
The Difference Between Men and Women: Vacation
My husband left today for a guys’ house boating trip. I was thinking tonight about the stark difference between his boys’ weekend and a girls’ weekend with my friends. Allow me to compare:
- His trip: 3 days of house boating
- My trip: A weekend in Napa
- His luggage: a backpack and toothbrush
- My luggage: Rollerboard, large tote bag, make-up case and purse
- His shoes: Flip flops
- My shoes: 2 pairs of flip-flops, running shoes, 2 pairs of wedges and heels
- His activities: Skiing, wakeboarding, drinking
- My activities: Wine tasting, spa treatments, pool time, shopping, eating (yes for us, it qualifies as an activity) and drinking
- His time spent getting ready: 45 seconds to brush his teeth (which is optional)
- My time spent getting ready: 90 minutes if I hurry
- His conversations: boats, trucks, work
- My conversations: CENSORED
- His bedtime: 11:00 pm
- My bedtime: 2:00 am
- His cost: $150
- My cost: More than $150… no exact figures if I hope to do it again someday!
I hope he is having a wonderful time and knows that I am planning a girls trip as I write this!
His
Hers
Pay It Forward
Slightly Off-Balance 
