I woke up thinking I would do something domestic today since Ruby has been having some extra long naps these past few days and I have been on top of the housework and even looking for stuff to do. Flipped through some cookbooks and decided to make a yam and beef stew that I've never made before.
Then I went on facebook and looked through my girlfriend's houseboating pictures. All one hundred and something of them. Everyone is super skinny and in bikinis and drinking and carousing with boys and suntanning and swimming and I FUCKING HATE THEM ALL!
And my big thriller for today is making a yam and beef stew?
I walked to the store to get the ingredients for my stew and Ruby whined and cried the whole way. I had to bolt out of the store because she was getting really cranky and I didn't need the attention on me because I hadn't showered yet. Then when I got home I realized that I forgot coriander, so I had a little fit and slammed some cupboards. Steve happened to be home on his lunch break (no point in throwing a fit if nobody is there to see it) and he said to take the car and go grab the damn coriander.
So for a few minutes I was alone in my car and driving and I put the windows down and got the breeze going, and I started to feel a little better. And then Greenday's "Know Your Enemy" came on and the drums in the beggining of the song kinda got me a little sparky so I CRANKED it up and drove a little faster, but then I remembered that I was in a station wagon with a carseat in the back and then I started to cry.
I'm not saying that I'd trade in what I've got right now for anything but... some days I just wish everyone was a chubby housewife/mommy so that I'd have some more self esteem. Or something like that.
Yam and beef stew better be fucking spectacular.
7 comments:
Give me a couple months and I'll be right there with you, babe.
I totally get this, even though I've not lived it yet. It just sucks to feel left out.
For what it's worth, you totally rock, carseat-laden station wagon and all!
I hope you feel better. Sounds like you need a break.
Skinny people in bikinis suck ass.
I always feel cool in my carseat laden car. You know why?
Cause I feel like being hot, and I want it, and I demand it.
And you can too. Cuz, now you are a MILF.
(And you are not chubby, why do you keep saying that?)
Come hang with us at the Schlubfest. Skinny bitches are not allowed. But I might not let you in either--you are too hawt=)
You are a kickass, hot, and sexy mama. Fuck the chicks in bikinis. :p
Bikini bitches can suck it as far as I'm concerned. You are gorgeous and look fantastic! Plus I know she's being fussy but you have Ruby and they don't so you win!
Yea, it sucks when they're still enjoying all their freedom doesn't it? Like you, I wouldn't trade where I am for anything, but there are days where I miss it - I miss having no rules, no obligations, and nothing but time to work out and look hot:-)
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