Julianne Wainstein: I Would Have Rather Stayed in Bed
Jules thinks even her children know how to say sorry and go to bed.
Asian flush, pancake licking, vibrating thigh masters, trout vaginas and a Mystery Man -- the past couple of weeks' episodes feel like we were filming a made-for-cable movie of a Harlequin summer beach read. It's been fun and nuts, but this week it was just us girls, and things quickly started moving in the direction of a murder mystery!
I'm not gonna lie, I was really looking forward to a fun and relaxing 24 hours with the girls and celebrating Dorinda's birthday with a good old-fashioned holiday slumber party. After hearing news that my father was in the ICU for pneumonia and losing a nanny, I was hopeful for a light and fun time in the Berkshires! Well, it was frankly exhausting. I felt like I was refereeing a bunch of over-tired toddlers having a meltdown at a playdate.
My dad is ill, and it's Dorinda's birthday (OMG the cake, don't mess with the cake. Ever.) but everyone is too busy catfighting over nonsense to care. Dorinda is my friend, and she tries so hard to get everyone together for a fun and meaningful time, so I tried my best to break the ice and get the girls to have fun. But there is only so much a girl can do when people are hell-bent on fighting. I would have rather stayed in bed with my Netflix pants on. Back to refereeing my kids. At least they know how to say sorry to each other and go to bed.
