Hot Dog!
Anyone want a hot dog? I have, like, 700 packages clogging my freezer.
Me, well, I'm enjoying* a glass of Merlot with my hot dog. I've decided to forgo the bun this time, and have speared the entire dog on a fork, which I am blythely quadruple dipping in a puddle of catsup between sips, and occasionally waving around like a conductor's baton.
*enjoying is a relative term. I'm actually sort of chewing the wine, since in my zeal to uncork the bottle I split the cork and am therefore periodically pausing to pick a fleck of cork off my tongue. Really, I'm feeling the genius behind boxed wine.
The kids have been fed, bathed and are now engaged in some sort of game that involves stuffing plastic barn animals in the ferris wheel of doom that belongs to my son's Hot Wheels set. Maybe Matchbox, I don't know. It clearly calls for lots of distressed barnyard noises, and loud clicking noises when the animals jam in the chute. If I have to rescue another wedged pig or jack-knifed cow I'm going to have a fit.
Maybe I should make it into a drinking game.
Anyway, this has been one of those days. I'm grumpy, my children have had my number all day, and whenever they zigged, I zagged. Messes were made. Tantrums were thrown. Attitudes sucked. And THAT was ME.
It sounds like a holy war has broken out between the cows and the pigs. My youngest just crawled up into my lap and she smells like buttered popcorn. It's a nice smell, but WHY does she smell this way? What has she been rolling in and where is the spill located?
Sigh. I'm weary and should go to bed as soon as the kids drop tonight, but for the love of Jack Bauer, I will press on. I think I will read that Beatrix Potter books about the vindictive mice who trash the dollhouse for the bedtime story tonight, since it suits my mood.
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Comments
It's ok by about the 3rd glass, the cork actually starts to add flavour and texture ;)
Posted by: sara | March 22, 2005 12:02 AM
Too funny - I had hotdogs last night to and ate them just like you did. I ate 4 of them! Soon I will be the Pig stuck in the chute!
Posted by: squareslant | March 22, 2005 4:51 AM
Ooh, Jenny. I hope that today is a better day. You deserve it!
What was the scent,anyway?
Posted by: Carmen | March 22, 2005 4:53 AM
Hot dogs and Merlot...hmmmm...maybe next time give that combo to the kids ;0) Hope today is a better day!
Posted by: J&J's Mom | March 22, 2005 6:25 AM
I don't know why, I know its a day in the life but this post is just HILARIOUS to me. Maybe because it seems like a day in my life. I would never be able to describe it as well, though. I hope the Merlot helped and Jack Bauer met your expectations (I stayed awake for Raymond, only to have it be a repeat. A good one though).
I hope we have a better day today and if we don't, I hope you can crack me up by describing it again.
Posted by: Em | March 22, 2005 8:11 AM
I love that story! Those evil Mice rock!!!
Posted by: Lindsey | March 22, 2005 10:31 AM
I've had a few too many of those days lately! ha! 24 was pretty good lastnight, but RD pointed out (as I was thinking the same thing) that everything was pretty predictable. I still love it though. :)
Posted by: Mel | March 22, 2005 1:07 PM
I hear ya. Boy, do I hear ya.
My hubby has been on travel all week (is it only TUESDAY???) in your neck of the woods, and every morning when I try to make my son's breakfast, I spill his milk all over the floor. Why do I keep doing this?
I suddenly realized today that I can only account for three of his sippy cups, which means there are probably two or three nasty, sour-milk-filled cups waiting to stink up my house. Yay.
Have you ever made a fried hot dog sandwich? It's great. Just split two hot dogs lengthwise and fry 'em up in the skillet. Mmm-mmm-good.
Posted by: notdonnareed | March 22, 2005 5:51 PM
I have just stumbled upon your blog and I am laughing so hard there are tears rolling down my cheeks. I know that day you described, I have those kids and I'm that mother!! and aren't you just so thankful for Jack Bauer?
Posted by: bethberk | March 25, 2005 2:46 PM