Wednesday, November 10, 2010

That Woman . . . You Know the One

*****I am linking this to Mama Kat's confession prompt this week, since being "that women" entails  confessing some of my craziness. :)  Enjoy!**********



I am that woman.

I am the woman that allows her kids to climb through the clothing racks in the mall while I shop.

I am the woman that frequently has kids with unbrushed hair or dirty fingernails.

I am the woman that does not think twice about dropping off my kids at school while wearing slippers.

I am that woman.

I am the woman that goes to CVS to pick up a prescription without remembering to remove the zit cream from her face.

I am the woman that you caught picking her zit at a stoplight, while checking herself out in the rear view mirror.

I am the woman in the grocery store line, frantically searching through her purse for her ATM card, only to remember that I left in in my jeans pocket from the day before.

I am that woman.

I am the woman that occasionally (OK.  OK!  frequently) uses a curse word or four when the stresses of everyday life get the best of me.

I am the woman that will yell at her children if the occasion requires it.

I am the woman that will yell at YOUR children if you are at the park, with your nose in your kindle, and the situation requires it.

I am that woman.

I am the woman that dreads bringing treats to her kid's class.

I am the woman that would much rather pull my hair out strand by strand than organize and lead a girl scout meeting.

I am also the woman that feels guilty about the above, and therefore gets suckered into volunteering.

I am that woman.

I am the woman that likes to go on dates with my hubby.

I am the woman that loves to get tackled by my kindergartner as he gets off the bus.

I am the woman that loves tickle fights, wet kiddie kisses, and the smell of dirty kids after they have played outside for hours.

I am that woman.

I am the woman that wears her heart on her sleeve.

I  am the woman that prays hard.

I am the woman that loves harder.

I am that woman.


Hear me roar!






How do you embrace your "that woman"?

14 comments:

  1. Roar away lady!! I think you are an amazing women... and all of these things you are? They're so real, and down to Earth, and that, in my book, is what makes you so damn (curse words, I love them) fabulous!!!

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  2. The ATM card thing, above all, I am that woman, too!!!

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  3. Girl, you are not alone in being that woman because you just described me.

    RWAR! :)

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  4. Awesome. Me? I am that woman who's house is almost always a mess because I'd rather have some (ok, quite a bit of) me time...hear me rawr! lol Great post :)

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  5. Atleast now I know who to avoid at the park! Just kidding, I would never have my nose in the Kindle. I'd be playing right along with my little smelly kid! Have fun being That Woman!

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  6. I love every single thing about this post. Every single thing! Especially yelling at other kids and going to CVS donning zit cream. AWESOME.

    What a cute blog you have!

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  7. Naaaaahhh! You're just a beginner... what do you do different? Hmmmmm? But, you sound exactly like someone I would want as my friend... {{{HUGS}}} Come visit when you can...

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  8. Yeah, we would totally be friends. And feel free to yell at my kids at the park, (but I don't own a Kindle) why should I have all the fun?

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  9. you are amazing..and i love the fact that today
    it's okay to be that woman..thirty years ago i
    was that woman but could never admit it because
    it wasn't okay..keep being that woman!!!

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  10. I am that woman b/c I love your authenticity

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  11. The kids next door to me used to wait until I got off the bus when I was in high school, and would coming running down the street, and I'd take turns catching and spinning them.

    It would definitely be more awesome with my OWN kids do that, though.

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  12. oh how i love this! all of it, annie!!! love your honesty, opening up everything and letting us admire the woman that you are----and I see so many bits of myself in you!! YAY!!!

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  13. I am so many of these! Dread bringing treats, the occasional yeller, and whose daughter has been known to have dirt under her finger nails. love it!!!

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