From my column today on Want2Dish.com:
(Don’t judge!) Five things I hate about being a mom:
Cooking That is right. I said it. I hate family cooking. There is nothing that makes me want to uncork a wine bottle faster than my family asking me whats for dinner? I could personally exist on nightly servings of mashed potatoes, scrambled eggs or cereal. One to two ingredients serve me just fine. But those OTHER PEOPLE living in my house want meat and carbs and veggies and napkins and utensils and all of that jazz. HATE. IT.
Laundry If we are being honest here, ask yourself, Do I really find fulfillment in folding someone elses underwear? Of course you dont. Other mother-type friends of mine claim to get a sense of accomplishment out of their nightly (Nightly?! Oh the HORROR!) laundry folding ritual. I really have nothing in common with these ladies. Makes me question our friendship.
Secretion Sanitation Read the rest here…