I've noticed that when I feel the less discombobulated is when I'm just sitting amid the madness of just being alive with my cup of tea. It's a warm cup of sanity. It's really the only sanity I can claim as a 34 year old married woman with 3 kids. I've decided to become an expert on cups of sanity because I'm still steeping myself. I wonder how strong I'll end up...

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

omo omo omo

For those of you who don't watch K-drama, "omo omo omo" is like "oh my goodness" in Korean. Sigh. Just when it seems like you are going to have a drama free night, you get kidney punched by an 8 year old drama queen who might be going through hormonal fluxes at her young age.


It's times like this that I go to my happy place: It's a mountain side cabin where it snows but it's not cold and the tea is always brewed and fabulous. I've got long, flowing blonde hair, no stretch marks and I look good in everything I try on. The car I drive gets 100 miles to the gallon and my kids would rather eat salad then candy. My husband, well, he's pretty awesome as it is but in my happy place, he puts the laundry IN the hamper and cleans the litter box. It's so nice there.

Back to the real world. I'll get my tea in a minute. It's sanity in a cup....mango island sanity in a cup...

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