24 Feb - 2014

by mamaschmama

I take a slightly longer ride to the grocery store because it’s beautiful in the fall and my kids love it.  In the car we listen to the contemporary pop station because Maroon 5′s new song is my son’s “jam” as he calls it.  One ride home recently, Cups by Anna Kendrick started playing.  My kids were yelling at me from the backseat because I was not making their life perfect for a few minutes (goldfish crackers were gone and they were forced to wear socks).  Anna really spoke to me with her lyrics about feeling unappreciated.  Well, I mean she sorta spoke to me.  The whole travelling the world drunk thing is in my distant past.  As the song played, I rearranged the lyrics in my head to fit my fantasy:  Having a few hours to myself.  Whenever this dream becomes a reality I return home to children who…

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