Freakshow

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Freakshow

 

Sometimes, a wine appears on my wine rack and I have no idea how it got there. I often buy wine based on the label, or the name, or something pretty in the general vicinity of the wine. Today, I found a wine called Freakshow. I have no idea how I got it. I know I didn't buy it. I tend to gravitate toward wines that are either girly sounding, or witty sounding. I almost never grab a wine with a name that sounds like it might bring more chaos into my life.

I've mentioned it before, but I have 3 boys. They're all 2 years apart... right now they're 6, 4, and 2. Our house is crazy. There are toys, and books, and clothes everywhere. The amount of potty talk that goes on is next level. My youngest is in the "stuffed animal hoarding" phase, and MUST have his donkey, cat, rudolph, a plastic turtle, and at least 2 large blankets with him at all times. My middle son is learning to read, and when the mood strikes he often arrives at my side carrying at least 4 books that he HAS to read RIGHT NOW. My oldest is sensitive and strives to please, but also desperately needs alone time with each of his parents and takes it as a personal attack when he has to share his time. It's hard right now, as I'm sure all phases of parenting are.

If you had asked me 15 years ago what my life would look like now, I almost certainly would never have guessed I'd be where I am. Fifteen years ago, I had just returned to the US after a 5 month trip around the world with one of my soulmate friends. You know the kind of friend. The friend you don't talk to for months, or years, but when you get on the phone you have to make sure your schedule is clear for the rest of the evening because you'll be on the phone until you go to sleep. The kind of friend who will drop anything for you. The kind of friend who ignores your phone calls for months so she doesn't blow the surprise that she's coming to your surprise 40th birthday party... Melissa, you know who you are. Fifteen years ago, I had no plan. I wanted to float through life, working hard so I could play harder. I didn't know my husband, I never imagined I'd have 3 kids, and I absolutely NEVER thought I'd live in Florida.

And yet, here I am. And I am mostly happy. I love my husband, I love my kids, I love my friends. Are there things I'd change if money were no object and I could do whatever I want? Of course.

But for now, I'm going to sit back and enjoy exactly what I've been given, no matter how much of a freakshow it is...

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