Living Dangerously

Living DangerouslySome days, the demand gets the best of me. And it brings out the worst of me. I know you have these days, too. I’d like to share with you one of mine from a time not so long ago.

There were many casualties on this particular day. My voice for one. I loathe yellers, really, I do. But unfortunately, I became one that day. My kids looked at me as though they didn’t recognize me.

You should know I’m raising a 17 year-old scary-teenage-know-it-all son who is obstinately preparing for college and a super-clingy 3 year-old princess. At. The. Same. Time.

My now covered in Pepsi, Mott’s for Tots and blue ink mind-numbing-beige sectional was another casualty. How do you get a defiant teenager and a bossy preschooler to spend even the smallest amount of time together without having to cope with such aftermath?

These are the days I find myself living dangerously.

As I sit here in bed, writing, I think about the danger. I admit I’m a super-freak about beds. I’m on a never-ending quest to create the perfect bed. It took me 4 years of persistent searching to find a duvet cover that I could fall in love with. And my beloved duvet pairs well only with a snow white quilt and crisp white sheets. Naturally. Many perfect, mostly white pillows adorn the bed as well. My husband occasionally mutters something about feeling as though he’s sleeping at Bed, Bath and Beyond.

Behold. Here’s where the dangerous behavior enters. After a day with the kids like the one I described, I need two things. A big glass of red and… well, I forget the second thing. So as I relax on my perfect bed, surrounded by my perfect pillows, I enjoy a glass of deliciously intoxicating red wine. I catch up on tweets. I write. I read my I-refuse-to-feel-guilty-for-this-intellectual-debauchery fiction.

And all the while, I clutch my wine glass so tightly that I acquire white knuckle syndrome.

That’s right, my friends. I live on the edge. I drink cabernet, shiraz and merlot in our mostly all-white linen covered bed.

  • Marlee

    Ha I loved this post! I like to think I live dangerously too :). I may have already told you but just in case I found you at the FMBT blog hop, and am a happy new follower :).

    • Kelli

      Thanks, Marlee! We all have our "dangerous" ways… some funny, some not. Red wine in my bed is pretty far out there for me. Haha!

  • Amanda Imbery

    You truly do live on the dangerous side, LOL. Looking forward to reading your adventures of life with a teen and a toddler. Don't know how you do it :-)

    • Kelli

      Hi Amanda,
      Thanks for visiting and hope to see you back again soon. My dangerous side is so far out there. Ha!
      Your kids are beautiful. Checked out your blog and following you back.

  • mom2kiddos

    Haha…that's truly living on the edge – clutching a glass of red wine while relaxing on your perfectly white bed. I love that, and would probably get the same knuckle syndrome.

    Thanks Kelli for liking my FB page and being a follower. Appreciate it.

    • Stasha

      You drink while you tweet? It is all making sense now :) Leaving on the edge my dear!

      • Kelli

        I do. It does. Yes! ;)

        • Missy | The Literal Mom

          You are a brave and dangerous woman, Kelli. My living dangerously is to sometimes put my pjs on at 7pm. Rawr! :)

  • Modern Mommy

    Following from blog hop, follow back please: Your amazing, raising a teen and a preschooler!

    • Kelli

      Thanks… I'm not sure if it’s amazing but definitely I have to be brave! Ha! It's fun. It's an adventure. :)
      I left a comment on your blog. Those box babies are awesome!

  • Theresa

    I call wine my "Sanity Sauce" I would be able to do it without it. Oh, and I hope you are forcing your 17 year old to babysit the other one!!

    • Kelli

      That's a great name, "sanity sauce!" Are you kidding? My 17 year-old son babysitting? Puleeze. I can hardly get him to even watch a movie with us. I'm not sure if this is a teen boy thing but I guess I'll find out in another 10-15 years with my daughter. Ha! :)

  • Mary Bearden

    Hi, I am stopping by from the Sunday Social blog hop. I am a little late as usual. I constantly run late no matter how hard I try not to. Of course, I have visited every site on this hop tonight so I guess I am almost to the end and losing steam. I have not done one in awhile and decided tonight was the night! I am a new follower of your blog thru RSS, Facebook and Twitter. I did not see GFC so I guess you are using the RSS feed. You are alot braver than me to have a white bed! They are beautiful to look at but I know my husband and it would not be long before it would be some other color! I would love a follow back on all three when you get a chance. Thanks so very much and have a great week!

    Mary @

    • Kelli

      Hi Mary, thanks for hopping by. I totally love my white bed although it drives me crazy keeping it clean. And it seems to be the new gathering place of late.

  • Bridget

    Thanks for stopping by… I'm your newest follower! Hope you have a great week.


  • melissa

    I am glad you reposted this. Wine is a necessity in our house. You need it with kids,right?? Hope you have a great Friday!

    • Kelli

      I reworked it and brought it back to life, I think. It had been lost to the transition from the former blog/site. Woohoo! I’m living dangerously at this very moment. Shiraz tonight. Enjoy the weekend, Melissa!

  • No Drama Mama

    You are such a badass! :)

    • Kelli

      That’s the best compliment I’ve received in days! ;)

  • Kimberly

    I love this post and can totally relate.  I vote for this one and hope that you enjoyed that glass!!!

    Kimberly, visiting from Women’s Entrepreneurs :)

    • Kelli

      Thanks, Kimberly! I definitely enjoy my red. ;)

  • Kimberly

    I love this post and can totally relate.  I vote for this one and hope that you enjoyed that glass!!!

    Kimberly, visiting from Women’s Entrepreneurs :)

    • Kelli Nelson

      Thanks, Kimberly! I definitely enjoy my red. ;)