Have you seen this little image around? Adorable Chaos is entered in the Circle of Moms Top 25 Funny Mom Blogs Contest. Weird, right? Because I’m not ROTFLMAO funny. I’m hardly LOL funny. Sometimes I’m not funny at all. Sometimes I’m JOABA (Jump Off A Bridge Annoying).
I know this.
You may want to have a look at the list if you need a good laugh. Many of the women in the contest are awesome and hilarious every damn day.
There’s also a popular sub-genre of mom bloggers in the contest. They may be drunk. They may refer to their kids as their evil spawn or little bitches.
And now I’m about to step in it here.
I’ve been holding this in for a long time because I don’t want to get thrown off the cool mom’s booze cruise.
Drunk. Bitter. Constantly complaining about their hideous, awful offspring. I don’t think it’s funny. Could their kids really be that bad? And how does complaining about it help? And do they really want their kids to grow up thinking they were merely a pain in their mom’s ass?
That may sound all holier than thou – but that’s not my intention. I’m often bitter. I complain too. But ripping on the kids? That type of humor makes me feel bad. Kids don’t deserve to be belittled publicly by the people who are supposed to love them most.
I know I’m hyper-sensitive. I cried at the movie Joe Dirt. I thought it was heartbreaking that his parents left him in a garbage can and drove away. I know it was meant to be funny, but it wasn’t to me.
Maybe I could get the hang of putting out all that anger and bitterness about parenting, ripping my kids a new a-hole daily (that I will have to wipe anyway), but damn it! It’s just not who I want to be.
So I guess I can be on the list of 25 Not That Funny Mom Blogs. But I don’t think I’m the best at that either. Maybe the list for the 25 Hyper-Sensitive Mom Blogs? Or the Best 25 Niche-less Mom Blogs?
Ultimately, I hope to make a few people smile now and then. And maybe feel a little hope. And know that they are not alone no matter how often the trials of parenting makes us cry.
After all this soul searching, I’m able to be breezy about the contest. Wanna vote? Yeah? By all means, do so. Not into voting? Think I don’t belong in the contest at all? No prob. I’m not going to yell and scream. I may even agree with you.
See, I’m breezy.
Oh, and one last thing. Our time with our kids is short. When you’re 90, and peeing yourself randomly, dribbling food all over your face and wishing someone would show you a little respect once in a while…your kids may choose to blog about it. They may post pics too. Of course, you won’t know, because the nursing home they chose for you doesn’t have WiFi. Or private bathrooms. Or edible food.
Be excellent to each other. [Now strum your air guitar if you got that reference.]
I got it! I can be on the list of Top 25 Mom Blogs That Use Obscure 80’s References That No One Gets!