Tuesday, May 29, 2012

I Like My Tradition Rolled In Coconut and Stress

Have I never shown you a picture of my bedroom? By all means...
Afternoon Readers,

     I hope all of you had a fantastic weekend. I just finished throwing the last of our tradition in the trash can. "Tradition" here may also be called doughnuts...or doughnut...or whatever a mostly whole Bismark stuck to one-fourth of a glazed doughnut would be. Maybe I should call the monstrosity I just threw away, "Al". Either or, that's all that was left of the memories I tried to make with the twins. Because I'm constantly trying to cobble together experiences and traditions that two-year-olds will never remember, going to the doughnut store when they woke at 6:30am yesterday morning seemed like a great idea.

But, like most things I attempt to make into traditional Saturday morning fare, this one will not be resumed for a long while. Mostly because....

Doughnut Man: Good morning mam. You three are up early.

Me: Yes, normally they let me sleep in till noon, but we thought experiencing a sunrise together would be, oh, how do the French say, "Très beau à regarder".

Doughnut Man: What does that mean?

Me: I believe the correct translation would be, "Men who ask silly questions are doomed to be eaten by a thousand frogs."

Doughnut Man: What can I get for you, this morning?

Me: A dozen doughnuts, please.

Doughnut Man: What kind would you like?

Me: Something Vicodin-filled would be ideal, but I suppose an assortment will do. Excuse me while I extract my son's hand from that plugged in crock pot you left in the front of your store. I see when you advertise your biscuits and gravy breakfast, you prefer to have it where people from the highway can see it.

Doughnut Man: If there's a kind you don't see, just let us know and we can make it.

Me: Unless you have the kind that, once eaten, allows me to travel back in time and find out the exact date my thighs gained the ability to clap out the entire William Tell Overture, then I'll just have two of those blueberry and the rest smothered in chocolate.

Doughnut Man: Here you go. You guys have a nice day. Or would you two like to come back and help us make doughnuts?

Me: I'd like to thank you for the awkward box I'm now carrying along with the fact your previous statement just caused Sundance to run back to the kitchen and Butch to streak across the parking lot.

Doughnut Man: She looks like she wants to help make doughnuts.

Me: Sir, she's been sleeping in a swimsuit with a tutu on it for the last three days. Of course she wants to make doughnuts.

Doughnut Man: Have a nice day!

Me: We will. Especially after I spend the day caressing this box lovingly, eating what I think is one or two, and realizing, by 6pm, that I've just split fourteen doughnuts (they threw in two extra because they realized I still fit behind my steering wheel) three ways. 

So, between wrangling the twins and wrangling my thighs, we'll be doing our next doughnut trip somewhere around next Memorial Day. I'd love to hear your Saturday morning traditions because mine are half-eaten and in the trashcan.

Until Next Time, Readers!

19 comments:

  1. Saturday mornings are always special because that's the day I sleep late, stay in my pajamas all day & eat like a pig. Oh, wait, I do that EVERY day! Never mind.

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    1. You and your relaxation..I'm definitely sending the kids to stay with you for the rest of the summer.

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  2. I usually get up at 5 because my body says it's time then I work a bit. After a couple of hours my family gets up and I'm ready for a nap. Oh wait. I'm with Fishducky here. This is every day. Sigh.. I have no life.

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    1. Sounds great to me...:) I keep trying to get up earlier than the kids so I can work, but they seem to know when I'm even thinking about getting up, and we all end up running into each other in the kitchen...funny how that happens...wait...no it's not.

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  3. Saturday I work. So my Sturday tradition for the last three years has been to run laughing out of the house away from the children, while I point to Tony and say "Good Luck".

    Sunday mornings however, consist of pancakes, sausage, bacon, eggs, and any other random "BIG BREAKFAST" item you'd care to throw in.

    I'm thinking of making it a Sunday tradition that I don't have to cook it all, but sadly, that's not catching on.

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    1. I keep trying to make not cooking everyday a tradition, but it also has yet to catch on.

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  4. Branden gets up for work at 7 so I supportively sleep till 10, growling at him if he disturbs me as he gets ready. If the weather is decent, I do go into town to meet him for lunch and then usually go to the butcher's to pick up the week's supply of protein. There's nothing like packing a good 10-15lbs of cold meat on your back...I think I'd prefer the donuts!

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    1. I f carrying 15lbs of cold meat on your back all the way home isn't support, then I just don't know what that looks like.

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  5. Somehow, like an idiot, I created a Saturday Waffle Breakfast tradition. Great, create more work for myself AND pack more calories onto the thighs. Genius.

    P.S. If you're giving lessons, I'd like my thighs to learn the William Tell Overture. I'm sick to death of hearing mine and their helicopter noises everywhere I walk.

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    1. Ooooh Saturday Waffle breakfast sounds great. I'll call before I head on over...

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  6. Found you at Grace's. So happy I did.

    Butch and Sundance. Brilliant. I won't use it on my blog, but I might use it in real life.

    Thank you for the laugh. I'm going to read more with my lunch.

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    1. Nice to meet you, Jeannine! I'm always happy when Grace's friends pop by...:)

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  7. pancakes. at home. in pajamas. the kids call saturday "pancake day."

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    1. I hope my kids start calling Saturday "The day mom sleeps in while we make our own breakfast" day.

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  8. Love your style! Great blog! Am now following you.

    Deb
    http://augiesvintagefinds.blogspot.com

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  9. From another twin mom, I am with ya! Traditions? Does sitting on my laptop while they watch tv count? No? Then I guess I am out...
    Jessi
    www.PinkOwlMomma.com

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  10. Ohmygoodnessgracious, you always make me laugh out loud. The thousand frogs part was awesome. You so funny.

    (Thanks for linking this up over at #findingthefunny last week!)

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  11. God, I love doughnuts and thanks to you, now I want some munchkins!!! UGH. Found you at finding the funny.

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