Oct 302012

You know those days when you have absolutely nothing to do? The house is clean, the shopping is done, your chores are finished.  There is no work to be done, no emails to answer, no calls to return. There are no playdates or doctor appointments.  There is absolutely nowhere you need to be.  When you are almost bored in the best way possible. When your biggest decision is whether to sit down on your couch and catch up on that book you’ve been meaning to read or to lie in your bed and take a blissful nap.

You know those days?  Yeah, me neither…


“I think today I shall sit in the sun and read my book all afternoon.” Said no parent ever.

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Mar 082012

Now I know this is getting a little personal, but I have to share this fantasy I have been having a lot lately.  Man, is it steamy (sorry dad!)

Ok, so here it is… I check into a fancy hotel under a fake name.  I go up to the hotel room, which is complete with a big, beautiful, and very sexy bed.  I take off all my clothes and sink into a lavender scented bubble bath.  Suddenly, there is a knock at the door!  I pull on the hotel’s fluffy, white bathrobe and answer the door to find a very cute bellhop… do hotels still have those or does my fantasy take place in 1936?  Anyway, the very cute bellhop comes inside my hotel room and says, “Hello Ms. Aniston.  I have your order.”  Then he brings in a rolling cart with a big slice of chocolate cake and a wonderful bottle of red wine.  I say in a husky voice, “Thanks.  I’ve got your tip right here….”  Then I give him $2 (hey, it was only cake and wine) and he leaves, and I spend the entire night by myself in the big, sexy bed in my fluffy, white bathrobe, watching crappy chick flicks and eating the entire slice of cake and drinking the entire bottle of wine, and no one is crying or snoring or farting or waking me up or asking me why I am wasting my time with any movie starring Cameron Diaz or do I know how many calories are in a slice of chocolate cake or did I just drink an entire bottle of wine by myself or why am I drunk dialing my mom or why do I say my name is Jennifer Aniston when I check into hotels (hoping for an upgrade.)

Hot right??!!!

Jan 242012

There’s never enough hours in the day.  I know I thought this was true before I had a baby, but that’s when I thought trying to squeeze in a nap between going to the gym and getting a massage was stressful.  So if I invented a machine that gave me 30 hours in a day (it could happen) what would I do with those extra six magical hours?

1)  Take a shower. Every. Single. Day.

2)  Take the time to actually wash my hair in the shower.  Oh… and shave my legs.  And… actually wash the soap off before hopping out because multi-tasking mom’s daughter, who is in the bathroom with her, is attempting to eat a hairball out of the trash can.

3)  Take my daughter to all of the Mommy and Me Music, Swimming, Yoga and Wine Tasting classes that I always say I am going to take her to, but never have time.  Whoops… that wine tasting class is actually mine…

4)  Take a wine tasting class.

5)  Read a book.  One that isn’t technically a magazine.

6)  Take all of those fancy workout classes – Pole-a-Pallooza, Yogalates, Cardioballet, HipHop Bootcamp, jamocaalmondfudge…ummm…jamoca almond fudge…

7)  Eat ice cream.

8)  Make this blog all pretty and cool with beautiful photos that I have shot myself.

9)  Learn to shoot beautiful photos.

10)  Sit down and have a nice chat with a friend on the phone.  A chat that isn’t happening while I am multi-tasking by also driving, exercising, grocery shopping, eating or peeing.  A chat that isn’t actually a text.

11)  When my daughter falls asleep in my arms, spend 15 minutes just holding her and contentedly staring at her total perfection, rather than rushing to put her in the crib so I can work/clean/cook/shower/play Words With Friends (highly addicting.)

12)  Invent a new machine that gives me 50 hours in a day, because that’s how long I would actually need to accomplish all these things.

That’s would I would do.

What would you do with a few extra hours?