When exactly do we begin calling our blogging cohorts “friends”? Is it when we visit each other’s blogs regularly, or is it when we banter through email, or is it when we just feel like we’d love to have a huge glass of wine (or cup of coffee, depending on your preference) with that person?
I don’t know. Do you?
Anyway, my friend Kia over at Good Enough Mama, who meets all of the above criteria, by the way, has started this new blog carnival she calls Monday Mumbers and I promised her I’d tag along, if for no other reason than to force her to visit my blog on a Monday, whether she likes it or not.
So here we go, my first attempt:
2 = glasses of wine I consumed this entire weekend
20 = glasses of wine I’d planned to consume this weekend
2 = times I actually did the 30 Day Shred this past week
3 = weeks of jury duty left
2 = pounds I’ve GAINED since starting Jury Duty
15 = dollars they pay me for sitting on the jury
1 = Zoo trips I will miss due to Jury duty
4 = times I’ve had nightmares about jury duty
10 = maximum number of hours I’m usually away from Blythe in a week
34 = hours per week I’m away from her while at jury duty
11 = times I’ve cried over that loss
100 = times harder this is than I thought
3567 = times per day I whine about jury duty (minimum)
0 = times I will ever, EVER serve on a jury again. No kidding, I will get a doctor’s note if I have to.
12 = oreo cookies I ate yesterday. Damn husband and his sweets.
40 = minutes Blythe slept for her nap today
3 = rooms of my house I scrubbed clean on Saturday
7 = rooms left to clean
10 = rooms that will get thrashed before I have a chance to clean again
0 = chance of my mood improving any time soon
9/10 = scale of how sorry I am for being a bummer today
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6 replies on “Mumbly Monday Mumbers, or Something Like That”
Dayum. Could you have some more cookies today, please? For me?
$15? Per day? That’s it?
Thanks for playing along!
12 oreos is pretty impressive. I reckon I’ve done 6 before. I have eaten 12 creme eggs in a day though, could you do that?
Ok, Stoneskin is my hero. 12 Cadbury eggs?! I would go in a hyperglycemic shock, and die of joy.
Jury duty sounds completely horrible. Sorry. I think anyone with little ones should automatically be given the option to opt out.
Hang in there, it will end. And your little ones will not remember this brief time you were gone a lot, promise.
Thank goodness jury duty doesn’t exist in South Africa. I would never be able to work my schedule around that.