bad mum

I was one bad mum today. I said fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuucccccccccccccccccccccccccckkkkkkkkkkkkkkk
followed by a long sigh.

As I have said, the napping thing is driving me nuts.

Yes, I could let it go but, no, I can't.

Between the hours of 3 pm and 6 pm I must say, I don't really like my kids all that much. If they napped I would like them. As it stands they are all over me, under my legs , behind me actually hanging off my jean pockets, sometimes pulling them right down because among the other grotesque things they did to my body, they stole my hips. I saw myself reflected inthe kitchen window today. What a beaut! 4 inch roots, a mass of undergrounder zits forming on my chin from the constant microwave popcorn consumption, child hanging from ass.

So I should have just played with them but I was so tired and felt like crap. I am sure my evil husband gave me something flu-like.

They are in bed now, bless them and husband is out. Must go eat popcorn and watch bad reality tv. Under my blankie with my remote control is where I need to be. Did I just say "blankie"? what a wanker.