And for once I’m not talking about Twilight.
Though it would be pretty cool to have Alice Cullen as a best friend. It would be even cooler if I could be a best friend like Alice Cullen. But my best friend and I? We have come to terms with the fact that we are not Alice Cullen.
No, I’m talking about Alice from the Brady Bunch.
Though I’d much rather be a Cullen than a Brady.
But, again, I digress.
Do you ever just feel like there is so much to do that life is going to swallow you whole before you can get half of it done?
If I had an Alice, I’m sure we could get at least half of it done.
Come to think of it, if I had an Alice Cullen, I could get all of it done. But friendly, energetic, vegetarian vampires aren’t real.
Friendly, vegetarian, energetic vampires aren’t real. Friendly, vegetarian, energetic vampires aren’t real. Friendly, vegetarian, energetic vampires aren’t real. Friendly, vegetarian, energetic vampires aren’t real.
But housekeeper/nannies are real, right? What do they call them these days? Mother’s Helpers? No, no, no, that can’t be right. Mother’s Helpers are little yellow pills.
I don’t want any little pills, yellow or otherwise. I just need an extra pair of eyes, ears and hands to help get things done around here! Anyone want to come help me clean my house, watch my kids, weed my yard, make muffins to take to neighbors I still haven’t met, get the school room ready for the impending academic year, and paint a few rooms?
Ooops. The oven timer is going off, and I need to make sure the kids aren’t drowning in the pond. At least the baby is napping.
I need an Alice.