a couple of notes on this picture... the popcorn garland that you see is exactly that long. i spent two hours making it and it didn't even go around the tree once- but you better believe that after two hours of work, that thing was going on the tree. i read that popcorn garland can be kept in an airtight container to be used year after year, and scoffed, "why would anyone ever keep popcorn garland for years?" NOW I KNOW.
picture of ellen with a harmonica or picture of ellen having a screaming fit? decisions, decisions....
okay, on to my very deep new blog post....
so, joel has to be at church earlier than the rest of us on sunday mornings because he has praise band practice. i am at home to get myself and the rest of the kids ready before we head to church. last sunday, as i was getting everyone ready, it occurred to me that every sunday morning is a little like the finale of project runway. if you haven't watched project runway before, this post will make no sense whatsoever.
project runway:
designer running around like a crazy person, doing a little last minute sewing...
parker house:
me running around like a crazy person, using a seam ripper to take off a blue and red saiboat patch off of the only khaki pants that fit evan.
project runway:
getting the models to hair and makeup...
parker house:
realizing that d. needs a haircut, trying to tame ellen's rat's nest and noticing that lane slept on his right side, because his hair is straight on the right side of his head while the rest is curly. hoping that everyone will overlook the dried milk mustaches or traces of apple strawberry banana baby food on their cute faces- all while buckling them into the car.
project runway:
designer running around screaming where are her shoes?!?...
parker house:
me running around screaming where are her shoes?!?
project runway:
designer freaking out about one of the models that hasn't shown up at the last minute....
parker house:
time to load everyone into the van and i'm running around the house saying evan!? (as if he could answer) and i find him eating a styrofoam peanut off of the laundry room floor.
i am sure that i could go on. the major thing that my scenario is lacking is a tim gunn. where is he when i need him on a sunday morning?
i started to note that at least i don't get judged after my 'runway show', but....
3 comments:
This is as hilarious as I knew it would be. My favorite part is when you are buckling them into the car. That is awesome. Once I had all my kids ready for church and I had that same thought about getting judged (it was a rough morning), but I battled the fear and my dad who was visiting said took one look at them and said, "Audrey looks homeless."
HA HA.
This might be one of my favorite posts of all time!
let it be known that a couple of weeks ago i went to church in flip flops in 30 degree weather, because i could only find one shoe. i even offered my children money if they could find the missing shoe. sheesh.
lee, HA! on what your dad said. i love it.
bonnie, what a compliment!! :)
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