Mommy's "Special" Drink

Today was one of those days where I was in need of some serious medication.  You know, when you try to go out in public and something happens to convince you that demon-spawn from the 7th level of hell have taken over your children's bodies?

After the kids' gymnastics class I stopped at the mall because I am in serious need of a pair of jeans that somehow will magically result in less of a muffin top. We barely get through the doors and my son, J, turns into a demon. Running all over the place, screaming, darting through racks, etc. I finally catch him, and because he knows he is in BIG trouble, he starts crying. Then because he is crying, my daughter L starts crying.  We are in ultimate toddler meltdown.  Less than 5 minutes in and I am walking out the door dragging two screaming 3 year olds behind me, completely pissed off and embarrassed. And no jeans.

I manage to make it the rest of the day without pulling out my hair, but by the time B gets home I seriously need to unwind.

So I turn to my special drink that is only for mommies (which is what I tell L so she will stop asking me to try it), boxed wine. Yes, wine in a box with a pour spout.

I have had the opportunity to sample several types of boxed wine (because I am klassy like that), and so far, the Target brand Pinot Noir is hands-down my favorite. The box keeps the wine nice and fresh, which comes in handy when you are not a huge drinker. And the pour spout is so convenient!

A few glasses and relaxing on the couch while B gives the kids a shower and gets them ready for bed does the trick. I am ready to face another day, muffin top jeans and all.

Today was one of those days where I was in need of some serious medication.  You know, when you try to go out in public and something happens to convince you that demon-spawn from the 7th level of hell have taken over your children's bodies?

After the kids' gymnastics class I stopped at the mall because I am in serious need of a pair of jeans that somehow will magically result in less of a muffin top. We barely get through the doors and my son, J, turns into a demon. Running all over the place, screaming, darting through racks, etc. I finally catch him, and because he knows he is in BIG trouble, he starts crying. Then because he is crying, my daughter L starts crying.  We are in ultimate toddler meltdown.  Less than 5 minutes in and I am walking out the door dragging two screaming 3 year olds behind me, completely pissed off and embarrassed. And no jeans.

I manage to make it the rest of the day without pulling out my hair, but by the time B gets home I seriously need to unwind.

So I turn to my special drink that is only for mommies (which is what I tell L so she will stop asking me to try it), boxed wine. Yes, wine in a box with a pour spout.

I have had the opportunity to sample several types of boxed wine (because I am klassy like that), and so far, the Target brand Pinot Noir is hands-down my favorite. The box keeps the wine nice and fresh, which comes in handy when you are not a huge drinker. And the pour spout is so convenient!

A few glasses and relaxing on the couch while B gives the kids a shower and gets them ready for bed does the trick. I am ready to face another day, muffin top jeans and all.