Army of Mom

So this is how liberty dies ... with thunderous applause.


Pass the Zoloft please

There are moments when I think I'm going to spiral out of control and I just want to curl up in a ball, read a book and listen to The Smiths depress the shit out of me.

Then, there are the times when I am Susie FreakingHomemaker and bouncing off the walls mending things, cleaning and humming a little tune.

Today, I'm in the fetal position mood. No particular reason. Just lots of little things. I encouraged my husband to go ahead and coach his "big" team one more year because the kids were so sad to see him go. Well, three of the kids whom he returned for didn't register. Two of them want to, but it may be too late. A fourth kid he came back for had the rug pulled out from under him by his dad who told him no soccer, you'll play baseball this season. What the hell is that all about?

Money also weighs heavily on my mind. I know the set amount my honey makes, but my income varies as much as Kirstie Alley's weight. I never know from one month to the next how much I'll have coming in or even if I will have any at all. It makes it sort of hard to pay the bills sometimes or have any extra for fun.

I have several friends who are sick and that breaks my heart. I'm fighting the food wars with my 7-year-old. I'm not giving in either. It is killing me inside. I feel so cruel, but know I'm doing the right thing. I just wish he wasn't so darn stubborn. I have no idea where he gets it from. *whistling and looking around*


So, maybe I'll put the kids to be early tonight and curl up next to my husband and watch Project Runway and put the worries behind. I think that sounds like a great idea. That at a fruit smoothie spiked with Captain Morgan should make me feel all better. Ok, at least a little better for a short time.


  • At 3:54 PM, August 09, 2006, Blogger Rachelle Jones said…

    Sounds like a plan....
    we all get those days, and the money crunch is spreading darling...

  • At 7:32 AM, August 10, 2006, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Sorry I didn't read this before I came home, I could have made youthat smoothie.

  • At 12:18 PM, August 11, 2006, Blogger North Dallas Thirty said…

    I don't think the smoothie would have taken much glass, ice, and a whole bunch of Captain Morgan.

    You probably wouldn't even have had to grind the ice cubes......:)

  • At 9:36 PM, August 14, 2006, Blogger NancyGail said…

    Not sure why the dad pulled the rug out from under his son-although I can hazard two guesses. 1) father failed to make baseball team and lives his lfe through son 2) son sucks at soccer.

  • At 2:35 PM, August 15, 2006, Blogger Army of Mom said…

    Funny you say that. The kid wasn't particularly good at soccer, but he was getting better and more importantly, he enjoyed it.


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