Saturday, February 28, 2015

Mommy Pub

One day I will write about how and why being a mom of babies/young kids is SO FREAKING HARD. But until then, dear child-less readers and older readers who may have forgotten, just take my word for it.

I have never pondered and truly appreciated the therapeutic mellowing effects of a glass of wine UNTIL I had kids, but now, its like a sweet nectar of the gods - restorative, heart-rate stabilizing, courage buttressing, sweet sweet goodness.

Which kinda makes me want to open up a chain of pubs devoted solely to the beleaguered mom crowd - an after the kids' bedtime come and unwind kinda place.

And I've already thought of the perfect name - The Furrowed Brow.

And the name of a regular cover band playing live music would be - Nipple Confusion (which I totally stole from one of the best unwatched movies of the decade, Young Adult).

4 comments:

Kate Sherwood said...

Love The Furrowed Brow!

Alice in Wonderland said...

Right?! Inspiration always strikes when I'm washing my endless mound of dishes.

CP said...

I'd totally be a regular!!!

Tammy said...

The Furrowed Brow is a great name! Young Adult was hilarious!