Bad Moms. We're the ones gawped at near the jungle gym as we spray DEET-laden bug repellent on the grubby paws of our darlings. We gladly engage strangers to sit with our kids so we can go on dates with our spouses. We simply don't get invited to play dates anymore and wonder if it has something to do with the fact that we give sex advice to moms complaining about their husbands, rather than commiserate about how the guys don't understand how daunting a task it is to choose the pre-school that will assure our babies entre to the Ivies.
(Amazing as it seems, we're more than welcome in that force of cyber-nature known as the Momosphere).
Anywayz, today this bad mommy's got a dilemma: I'm sick of making lunches for my kids.
Today it's Fluffernutters. Yesterday, pepperoni and cheese. The day before? Lunchables. Day before that? Fluffernutters. See the pattern?
Now, if you're not familiar with Fluffernutters, they're a sandwich of white bread, peanut butter, and marshmallow fluff, the ultimate being the product created and manufactured by a Lynn, MA family for years and years, Fluff. And Fluffernutters are best served with potato chips as an accompaniment.
Now, Fluffernutters make my gorge rise, but kids -- and lots of adults -- seem to adore them. But they're evil, too. Last year, a MA legislator attempted to have them removed from lunch menus in schools.
But what's a bad mommy to do? What the heck can I pack my kids for lunch?
And while we're talking about sweet stuff to eat, Congratulazione Bella Portia Da Costa on your 4 1/2 Star review in Romantic Times for "Suite Seventeen!"
Now, La Da Costa knows her way around a yummy love scene that does not make one's gorge rise. And she definitely knows her sammiches. So, to continue our theme, let's talk our favorite sammich du jour. What's an RBtheBlog sammich? Check here. Then thank Bella Vivi Anna for creating our very first tasty treat.
***Encore! Fluff photo: Mark Wilson/Boston Globe Staff