Cabernet over Merlot

Two bottles of wine is too much. We should really have just stuck to one. I think I prefer Cabernet over Merlot, though I can't say why. It's like, why do I love sci-fi Fridays but can't watch any other type of television? Oh right, it's because if I'm going to watch television, I want to get lost in another world where the problems are so far from anything that could possibly ever occur in my life, barring any future alien abductions I may encounter, that I can't possibly relate to them, and can therefore enjoy the struggles the characters are going through. In short, I love made-up shit that doesn't happen in the real world. I absolutely hate watching televsion that may on some level be related to the real world. The whole point of WATCHING TV is to escape the real world. Now, saying that, I really want to watch that new Western on HBO, well not too new. I can't remember the name of it. But I don't have HBO so that's not likely to happen. I'll have to netflix it. My husband thinks it's hilarious that I have a blog. I told him I'm not sending it to anyhow ha ha cuz really, it's boring. The only reason I'm using the blogger is because it's easier to babble on this than it is to write in a journal. I also find I can write more after I do one of these entries. If I get the junk out of my head, I can write some good shit. I'd be writing now, but the wailing complaints of my toddlers interuppted my writing. I was going good, too. Ah well, that is why I have to get up so early in the morning.

The First Day of the Blog

Today is just an exercise in blogging. My sons are chasing each other, the Wiggles are wiggling with their pom poms and songs and the cat is terrified. I dropped my tween off at the bus stop and the day should be progressing nicely, but isn't. It's because of the coffee. I slept in, and for some reason, when I don't get up, nobody else gets up. All the alarm clocks in the house, and noone can get their butts out of bed unless I get up first. You see the problem with this, don't you? I would like to sleep in occasionally, but can't, because if I don't greet the morning with 'get up child and I don't care if I interupted your great dream' and a gentle kick to the lumpy blanket that contains my husband, they would sleep til the next day. Today I slept in. Everyone was running late. The alarm clocks rang, but the Mom wasn't up. Mom. HA. I'm just a mom. One of many. The result is that it's 9:40 a.m. and I still haven't had coffee. I'm intrigued by blogging. I don't expect anyone to read it, but still, it's intriguing. Maybe the next post will be more interesting. Right now I need to save the cat, make the coffee, change the kids, break the lease on our apartment, and forage for food.