So remember that super tame old people NYE I thought we had in store? What actually went down looked a whole lot like every NYE party I went to in college. There was a belligerent guy throwing up all over the place who ended up wandering naked around the kitchen screaming for more drinks, and some girl up absurdly late speaking gibberish, then crying off an on about Godknowswhat until the wee hours of the morning, and the whole effect was very 'out of control house party'. Minus the cops puttimg a stop to the revelry by showing up and hauling everyone off to the clinker. Though at 2am, when I was at the laundry room sink shivering in my skivvies rinsing barf off of crib bedding and listening to babies scream, I was kind of wishing someone would show up and just haul me away.
And hello, 1-1-11? It's also COLD. Like, my left eyelid froze shut running from my car to the store this morning cold. (Pedialyte and diaper run! Woooooweee!)
hi! welcome to my blog, where i write about our life in durango, colorado. mostly i write about being a sahm to our three: anderson, vivian, and the newest addition, mabel gray (mg, mabes, etc.) yeah, three babies in just under four years. wheeeeeee! sometimes i write about stuff other than the mom stuff. like ... um ... okay, it's pretty much all about the mommyness up in here. i own it.