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Your infatuation with gadgets

27 Apr

If your obsession with electronics is giving you a head start on a lucrative career in electrical engineering, Mommy is 1000% supportive. And she definitely appreciates that you helped her discover 90% of her iPad’s functionality. She just wishes you could at least pretend to be interested in the mountain of age-appropriate toys lying untouched on the living room floor.  Unfortunately, these days, your ideal plaything meets at least two of the following criteria: 1) Has lots of buttons. 2) If broken, will cost Mommy lots of money and/or threaten her job security. 3) Ceases to function when dropped in the toilet.  Mommy thought Full House had finally jumped the shark when a pivotal storyline involved Mary Kate/Ashley Olsen repeatedly calling Tokyo, until you actually started racking up long-distance charges on Mommy’s phone. And now Mommy’s learned that the hours she wasted trolling Toys ‘R Us and Wal-Mart aisles for a plastic model that would appease you should have been spent downloading the latest and greatest apps for babies. How did Mommy miss this memo? Now you’ll have to burn the midnight oil to catch up to the other 1-year-olds, who can already read, sign and speak Mandarin, and Mommy’s depressed that your cohort will render her generation obsolete by 2020.

DRINK: Creamy Caramel Appletini. 1 oz. Caramel Irish Cream. 1/2 oz Green Apple Flavoured Vodka.  1/2 oz Green Apple schnapps.  Shake with ice and strain into a martini glass.  Garnish with an apple slice and caramel.  When life hands you Apples™…

First Birthday Parties

16 Feb

Mommy longs for the days when birthday parties involved bypassing the line at Devil’s Martini, dancing on speakers, doing Polar Bear shooters, and puking in a cab on the way home.  Now, as adult birthdays fade into oblivion, only to emerge once a decade tainted with flamingos, “over-the-hill” cards and awkward-for-everyone mooning incidents, birthday parties have come to be about sacrificing your afternoon nap every other Saturday to witness the ultimate battle for gold in the Mommylympic games. Mommy can barely pull off buying a birthday gift on your behalf that doesn’t look recycled and dressing you in something that isn’t encrusted in puréed sweet potato, while the mother of the birthday girl has managed to bake a tiered princess cake from scratch, hand make customized party favours and send out thematic invitations by mail, weeks in advance. Mommy is banking on the limitations of your one-year-old memory as she fills out Evite’s first birthday party template, and orders two party-sized pepperoni pizzas and a $19.98 grocery-store cake the night before your big day.

DRINK: Confetti. 4 oz unsweetened cherry cider, 1 oz almond syrup, 1 apple, 1 pear, 1 peach. Combine with ice in a blender and blend until smooth. Consume while doing internal cartwheels that you’re not in labor today.

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