Because I feel cheated that I was the only one working on Presidents Day
I'm taking tomorrow off of work to enjoy a three day weekend. I may or may not be doing some or all of the following- you decide
watching ridiculously trashy tv until 3:00 a.m.
falling asleep around 4 a.m., putting pillow over head when kids wake up at 7:30 a.m.
Eating stacks upon stacks of pancakes and turkey bacon until I ooze dough and grease from my pores
shopping until I have drained my checking account of every red cent
napping, napping and more napping
meeting another fabulous blogger for karaoke and cocktails
drinking until I get kicked out of the bar
Practicing several renditions of "Sexyback" for my karaoke debut
Realize I am so good at Karaoke that I quit my job, cash out my retirement plan move to Hollywood and try and make it as a singer. Film my rise to stardom and watch as it becomes the most watched documentary. Ever.
Become a one hit wonder, realize that I am a hack, develop drug addiction, go to rehab, recover nicely, build my life back and live happily ever after
I used to be Worker Mommy. Then WM. And while I like a certain degree of anonymity, I'm getting confused with all these "identities". In case you're wondering I still work and I'm still a "mommy". But now just plain old Stacey: generally sarcastic, perpetually tired and maybe a little goofy thrown in for good measure. Wife to hubby and mom to twins B(son) and J(daughter),11 stepdaughters TomGirl, 21 and GT,19, and one furbaby.
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