So the other day.. the two girls were at the neighbours having a play date.. Baby and the older boy were napping.. so I asked Laura what she wanted me to do to help. She gave me an answer.. but now I feel something vaguely like an elderly retiree, living in Florida. I had no alligators, thank god.
I watered the lawn.
Now I don't know about anyone elses feeling about this.. but this is how I feel:
Shut the hell up.
I mean... If you're that worried, buy a sprinkler and tell your kids to grab their bathing suits. (Oh wait.. we don't do that here! Country Club memberships are what we do around here.. at least the food is decent.) To make matters worse... a neighbour down the street, who has got to be 80.. (with pink/red hair. no lie.) was out watering her lawn!
GAHHHHHH.
Strike me with thunder now pleaaase!
F. M. L. Seriously.
As well.. since I metioned country clubs.. what 6 year old needs to have a country club birthday? Its not like they play golf. Idiots.
But yet... thats where I was on Tuesday. All these moms in their dresses, dads in Khakis and button ups, kids screaming and running around. A few AuPairs running after them. Lovely.
ps. these moms... at 35+ are hot. Some of these dads.. are umm.. they're not unfortunate looking. Some are actually good-looking, but still... minus the plastic surgery some of them have had.. and, I hate to break it to you.. but it really does look like you married for money m'dears.
Did I say that out loud?
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