Random Thoughts, aka Pearl Can Fart Too

I thought I would join in on the Blog Fart Fridays fun since I was like Jaci's first reader ever (She totally had me at her letter to Stouffers). Plus if Mama Bee is going to do it, it must be cool.

So here goes...

~Dear Husbands Out There: taking care of your child while your wife goes to the grocery store to buy the groceries needed to cook the weeks worth of meals that she planned and wrote out a grocery list for does not constitute a "break" for her. A pedicure? Yes. A Massage? Yes. Grocery shopping? No.

~I really need to come up with a better way to refer to my daughter on this blog. Currently, she is Baby and my husband is Husband. Not a lot of creativity there. And seeing that Baby will be two in less than a month, I can't really call her a baby much longer... especially if I am going to be having a baby soon. Too confusing. So, not a lot of foresight here either. I have about a bazillion nicknames for both of them in real life, so I guess I should just pick one for blogging purposes and stick to it.

~I worry about my child's obsession with television, specifically the Wonder Pets. And are these Wonder Pets psychologically damaging me as well since I find myself wishing Linny would tell Ming Ming to shut the fuck up every once in a while ? And am I contributing to her obsession by attempting to limit her television viewing? Should I just leave it on all day every day so she will get sick of it?

~I really wish we had a fucking dishwasher.

~I dont like sharing my food. I never have. I blame my parents, but that's another story. As all mothers know, you will be sharing your food with your child. Even if your child has just had a seven course meal and is so stuffed she can barely move, she will want some of whatever you are eating... especially if it is exactly the same thing she is eating or in any way different from what she is eating. I have come to terms with sharing food with my daughter and I am happy to do it. However, I draw the line at sharing a drink. Have you seen a toddler backwash? Ugh! It gives me the fucking heebie jeebies to see her drool/food backwash swirling around in the water as she is drinking. BLEH! So needless to say, if she wants a drink of my water, it just simply becomes her water.