Last night I took a glass of wine upstairs to sip while watching TV with the kids. I finished about half of it and left it upstairs when I went to bed. This morning while tidying up, I grabbed the wine glass and headed downstairs. I opened the front door to say something to the kids (who are playing outside on this GORGEOUS day rather than doing school) and there's my neighbor. I'm standing there in my comfy, stay-at-home clothes holding half a glass of wine at 11:30 in the morning, bellowing at my kids not to ride their bikes in the street. The smile literally slid off the face of my neighbor.
HOMESCHOOL MOM OF THE YEAR, right here! Where's my trophy?
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The neighbor is simply envious of your life of leisure! It would have been even better if you had offered her a glass, or yelled over your shoulder, "Sven, darlin', get dressed. We have company!"
ReplyDeleteDid you have a cigarette in one of those long holders? I'm picturing a real Mommy Dearest outfit here: maybe a robe edged in feather trim?
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