May 26, 2009

grace in small things: thirty four

Thanks to Twitter (damn you, Twitter) I have gotten hooked on the Real Housewives of New Jersey. Those women are crazy. Crazy! Whoa.

I think we need a Real Housewives of Oklahoma City franchise, don’t you? Of course, it would pretty much just be Rita and me, sitting in her living room with the baby while the boys jumped on the trampoline with no shirts on, like something from Lord of the Flies (seriously, this happens ALL THE TIME around here). There might be wine; there would not be Botox. Or endless cleavage. Or any sort of pretend, over-the-top drama at all.

I think it would be a hit.

(Aside: When I was in Austin, Chris and I were joking about making a movie about our Internet Rock Star life. It was going to be footage of the two of us, sitting on her sofa with our laptops and cell phones, writing and texting. “But it will be ABSOLUTELY SILENT!” Chris said. Because seriously, that’s what we do all day — email and IM and text each other, to say things like, “Guess where I am! At baseball. AGAIN! Surprise.” Rock. Stars.)

Five reasons I love being a housewife (even though I pretty much fail at all the housewifely things like cooking and cleaning, which is one more reason I should be a Real Housewife, Bravo are you listening?):

1. Wearing flip flops all day long, because why put real shoes on when you’re just going to kick them off as soon as you walk back into the house?

2. Impromptu playdates which sometimes include cocktails and sometimes evolve into dinner but most often just keep me from killing my kids or losing my mind.

3. Dresses. Every housewife needs a closet full of dresses. To wear with the flip flops.

4.Playing hookey from my paying job(s) to wander the aisles of Target looking for sidewalk chalk and soccer shorts and Newman Os all the while feeling like I am Accomplishing Important Things.

5. Clean laundry. (What? I love me some clean laundry, and it’s one of the few housekeeping chores I consistently get done.)

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12 Responses to “grace in small things: thirty four”

  1. If there were a Real Housewives of Portland, it would be women in hybrid cars judging other moms who don’t buy recycled toilet paper.

  2. I am so envious of the dresses and the flip flops, not least because outside my window it is pouring down

  3. I love these housewifey things too, especially the Target part. I am proud I have not yet begun watching Real Housewives of New Jersey, given my NYC addiction. However, I have replaced it with Tori and Dean Home Sweet Hollywood (or whatever it’s called). She is surprisingly sweet and hilarious!

  4. whoa, hold the phone, you were IN AUSTIN? And you didn’t call me/email me/tweet me/comment-on-my-blog-me? Oh wait, I forgot, we don’t actually know each other. I just FEEL like I know you b/c
    A. I read your blog
    B. I wear nothing but dresses and flipflops EVERY DAY OF MY LIFE (unless I am wearing a dress and cowboy boots, another look us Austinites love)
    C. you inspire me to be a better writer, which is one of my VERY favorite qualities in a person.
    So next time you are here, let me know. I’ll drag you along to our little league games so you won’t be homesick. Oh just kidding, we’ll go eat BBQ and drink margaritas.

  5. See, you and Chris ARE Internet rock stars, because you are able to spin gold out of things like endless baseball games and Lord of the Flies boys on the trampoline!

  6. Would you come do my laundry? It’s the
    one thing I consistently don’t get done.
    I love dresses and flip flops!

  7. Well I would totally watch your Real Housewives show because I completely adore you and somewhat (ok a lot) idolize you. Because you’re AWESOME. And flip-flops rock.

    (and I, myself, am addicted to the New York version of the show. I keep asking myself if they are real, true people, because it just doesn’t seem possible.)

  8. I try to get my husband to watch the Real Housewives WITH me; by comparison, I’m as low maintenance and cheap as Mother Theresa.

    Or the Real Housewives of South Tulsa: Kiddies! SUV’s! Boob jobs! Blondeness! Botox! Gosh, I guess it would be like Orange County, just more church and PTA functions.

  9. You are always welcome to help me do my laundry. I haven’t even had the baby yet and I can’t stay atop the laundry pile. I think my husband tries to sabotage me by changing clothes like fifty times a day or something. Harumph.

  10. Even though I live in NJ — and maybe it’s because I’m from OKC — my Real Housewives of NJ sounds ALOT like your Real Housewives of Oklahoma City. Right down to the half naked kids jumping on the trampoline.

    I love hanging out in my dear neighbor’s backyard almost every afternoon with the kiddos. And I really love it in the summer when it’s more likely to evolve into drinks and dinner.

  11. Seriously, when you get the RHoOC (no not Orange County, just the same acronym), I want to know about it.

    I’d watch it.

    Seriously.

  12. can i be part of the group? the drunk mother who lets her kids run around in pj’s all day?

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