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Crazy family roadtrip blogged by tweens.

My friend, our five kids and two dogs are departing on a three week tour in a 30 year old trailer. 

All the prep of going on this trip has turned my brain to mush.Image

Here is the chaos of mapping out 38 destinations.  Who knows how this thing will go.  It will be worth the adventure, even though I know I forgot to print up a certain map, or the menu might not be perfect.

There are so many piles around the house. 

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Leaving for a big trip with kids takes uber organization.  Take too much cause you will regret taking too little.  But this trip I have to stuff 3 weeks worth into a trailer.  I have faith.

I am encouraging the four girls, 10 and 12, to blog about this trip.  If you want to check it our here is the link. 

http://caravanroadtrip.wordpress.com/

We lead a crazy life.  Crazy is difficult, but it beats sitting home being organized!

Travel chaos

My friend, our five kids and two dogs are departing on a three week tour in a 30 year old trailer. 

All the prep of going on this trip has turned my brain to mush.Image

Here is the chaos of mapping out 38 destinations.  Who knows how this thing will go.  It will be worth the adventure, even though I know I forgot to print up a certain map, or the menu might not be perfect.

There are so many piles around the house. 

Image

Leaving for a big trip with kids takes uber organization.  Take too much cause you will regret taking too little.  But this trip I have to stuff 3 weeks worth into a trailer.  I have faith.

I am encouraging the four girls, 10 and 12, to blog about this trip.  If you want to check it our here is the link. 

http://caravanroadtrip.wordpress.com/

We lead a crazy life.  Crazy is difficult, but it beats sitting home being organized!

Clean car freak? Don’t think so.

How bad does your car get? It’s only spring. This is the state of my banged up Dodge Caravan today:

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It is nasty. I am sure your vehicle is in better shape. You are so lucky and good!

I am forced to get out the vacuum now. No good hickory sticks!
As we came to the car, my six year old didn’t recognize our car. “It’s too clean, mom.” I have been too cheap for a car wash for over two years. There had just been a torrential downpour.
There. Clean for 2012.

I did feel bad about the car and just picked up the junk. I still need the vacuum. As I approached my car today, a squirrel was feeding off the crumbs just outside my car door.

At least no one is gonna steal the thing!

To clean and not party or do what I can and party?

We throw one party a week, about 6 a month. Friday nights, a group of 10-12 of us gather around my counter for five hours and laugh and share our weekly stories of kids, cooking and screw ups. My house is also the main gathering place for the Leslieville scotch society.

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Note the background mess? I didn’t have time to light the candles on this night.

These Friday nights are our saving grace. So fun and social and better than any therapy they are.
After a week of nuts, and dinner and mess, the place usually looks like a bull went through. My bull being beautiful Ruby.

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She is a whole other post.
Sometimes an hour before a party I look around and think What will they say when they see this chaos? My mother can’t believe I have people over when the house looks crazy. I could say No. I could take an hour to clean it. I could schedule our parties more than three hours in advance. Risking not having the party because my dishes have pulled up or there is some art craziness on the table would be a shame. So I just take a deep breath and crash clean for however long i have and allow the party to happen, have everyone come over and know they love me, hope they feel good about their clean houses (I like to think their houses are clean) and have a great party.

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Friday night schedule:
6:15 finish dinner
6:16 pull Italian pop and lie on couch to digest
6:19 hope Matt cleans the kitchen
6:20 Arthur yells Spiderman games and steals Matt from my dreams
6:21 Ruby rolls by on her roller blades
6:32 clean the kitchen And see the rest of the house and think of the company that is coming
6:52 Ruby is in the fridge and spills Lily’s open can of Gingerale
7:15 watch Merlin with kids
8:00 Watch another Merlin with the kids
8:45 rush, teeth-a-brush, PJs, snuggle, look at clock, shit 22 minutes to pick up the front hall so people can step in
9:12 discuss the lizard’s future with Ruby and decide that I will not get around to rusting the dining room table for company, good thing we have party counter
9:24 laugh with Lily about another stupid( and inappropriate) Internet quote. Kiss goodnight.
9:27 spray cleaner on counter and scrub off the oatmeal/mouse poo/Cheerios/ice cream/ milk/sticky mango for the company. Grab pillows and blankets off the floor and stuff in ottoman on my way over the box of rockstar light to get candles for counter beside the computer which I awaken and get stuck picking music to start the night off”oh anything!”. Where are the matches!

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These are my Friday nights. Mess. Kinda clean. Lots a fun. Mess.

Even ten adults make a big mess. Comparable to my children! All of these people are my family and there are worse jobs out there than to pick up after loved ones. This totally sounds like BS. It pisses me off actually. Again though. Fun=mess. What choice do I have if I want fun?

Husbands and messes

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So I look out on the back porch, as I sit on the couch exhausted at noon and hear my boys, hubby and 6 year old Arthur laughing. I see an angry birds sling shot. With bonus stretchy frog elastic. Their laughter is hilarious and the humming of the theme song is even funnier.
Last week my porch looked like this.
I had hoped that after finally returning 50$ of bottles, we could use the back porch for something nice. I didn’t see the sling shot coming!

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Does your porch pay you cash or kill venom with sling shots?

Where should we eat dinner?

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Octopus legs and sewing kit on the table.

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See things can be worse than a messy table: two messy tables. I think I will choose the counter…
Maybe someone else in my family could clear the table, but The hubby is working on pirate party sounds and the kids… Well… I am not here to bitch about the kids, just the wacko house.
Bon appetit!

Milk drops.

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Why do milk drops appear everywhere. As I have said, I clean. I have wiped these stools down more times than I want to admit, but milk drops are everywhere. What forge kids do with their cereal milk while I sleep?

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Gross! That is under the counter! If I just crawled around at this eye level, those milk drops would be everywhere. Argh