Friday, January 25, 2008

Trading Sex For Clean Laundry

Me: "You're mom is coming over tomorrow at noon."
Howie: "But if she's here we can't have our afternoon delight."
Me: "She offered to do the laundry."
Howie: "So?"
Me: "So, the sex can wait but the laundry can't."

I suppose a woman reaches a point in life where her priorites start to shift. Sadly, I can say that I must have reached THAT point.


  1. I had a similar thought today while listening to Princess songs in the car (for the millionth time. I also had the thought of gouging my ears out, but anyway....). In the Belle song, Gaston is saying how he's going to marry Belle. "She's the most beautiful...that makes her the best." That's a direct quote. Years ago, this wouldn't have bothered me. Now, in my thirties, starting to get wrinkles and love handles, I'm like "Really, it's all about inner beauty" and "Do I really want my daughter listening to this?" I want my youthful nonchalance (and nonwrinkly skin) back.

  2. Don't you find that there's such a fine line between teaching our daughters self esteem vs vanity. The other day Birdie was looking at herself and saying that she is "the queen of fabulous". I know I tell her she's the most gorgeous creature on the face of the earth, but perhaps I've taken it too far???

  3. LOL. She is the queen of fabulous! I'm going to start calling myself that too. Have a great weekend!


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