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| Look at all that makeup. Clearly this was before my downward slide. |
Actual conversation in my kitchen:
Me: (cutting out pumpkin shaped sandwiches) how long do you think the kids will think this is cool? I mean homemade bread and themed sandwiches? I’m sure I’m on borrowed time.
Husband: (Reading NYT business section over his dinner plate at 10pm.) What do you mean? They love the bread and get mad when the sandwiches aren’t the right shape.
Me: I know that now, but soon they’ll be all “ugh, mom can’t you just buy bread like normal people. You’re so embarrassing!”
Husband: Just don’t show up to deliver the lunches with a shirt that says, “Nuclear free zone” and you should be alright.
Me: Ha! Then they’ll be like, “mom, what’s up with the 3 foot braid and haven’t you heard of hair dye?!?”
Husband: Seriously, you’ve gone round the bend.
Later that night we were talking about our days.(I might have been cleansing my face with organic witch hazel
I on the other hand would be without a car so I was listing all the things I could walk to around town or get done at home.
He actually said to me, “so you have a normal Friday planned right? Just home making clothes from hemp?”
I get no respect.
When we met we were so similar. I was going to take on the world and he and I would be a power couple. Now, he’s a power guy and I’d rather live on a commune than dominate the business world. Thank God he is amused by my hippy tendencies and not repulsed. I’m convinced it’s because he knows no matter how much sandalwood oil I douse myself in, I’ll never go grey. Never.
A girl’s gotta have standards.
Its still a few years away but in due time they WILL be embarrased by you regardless of what you do. When it happens just roll with and live in the moment. I used to look for subtle ways to further add to that embarressment. You know what the only thing more embarrasing to a teenager than an overweight, slightly balding, forty year old father in glasses is? One wearing ear muffs in the winter.
OMG Cristie….this is soooo ME with the young kids!! Homemade everything…bread, yogurt, everything including babyfood and granola, sewed ALL the clothes, kids and mine, except for the hubby's uniforms! Major coupon clipper, and it was a contest on how much I could save at the store! Ultimate hippy look…natural curly (frizzy) hair and I'd go 6 months w/o a cut!That was early 80's…So I guess the message is….some life cycles don't change. I LOVED being a mom of little ones. And alas, they grow up, and you already realize how precious those hugging days are!
Just don't get dreadlocks…whatever you do!
You know I love this and can very much RELATE!!!! Love you hipster!
He took the "hemp" comment right out of my mouth. And I'm guessing along with never going gray, there is somewhere stashed in the back of closet a pair or two of fabulous shoes!!
And as soon as the kids get tired of your sandwiches, you can always make them for me:) I love any meal I don't have to make myself, even pumpkin shaped sandwiches:)