Thursday, June 12, 2008

Summer boredom... already!

I am soooo tired this week!
I can't seem to stay awake, unless it's midnight!
My clock is all messed up!
Maybe because my routine is all whacked out with the boys being home... EVERY. SINGLE. DAY.
It's been a great past 9 months, here at home with only myself to talk to.
I joke... sort of...
All those cute Mama's last week talking about how excited they are that school is out, and how much fun they are going to have being home with their little darlings... all the activities, crafts,
quality time... blah, blah, blah!!!
Don't get me wrong... I adore my men. You all know I do... but 24 hours a day?
Well, not at the age they are now... that's for sure!
One adorable Mama walked up to me and gave me a great big hug and said "Aren't you excited about having your cute guys at home with you? I just love your kids! They are always talking about you! What is your favorite thing about summer with them?"
To which I replied...
Uh... sure... (smile) You love 'em? You don't live with 'em! (smile) They talk about me? What, they tell you what a maniac of a Mama I am? Always makin' them do chores and read, and dragging them shopping with me? (smile)
She chuckled... totally thinking I was joking... HA!
Then I lowered the boom...
"My favorite part of summer? Hmmmm... probably September 2, 2008 when I will put on my favorite record of all time, the Christmas song "It's the most wonderful time... of the year!"
get those darlings ready for school at 5 A.M. and I MIGHT stop the car in car pool when I drop them off! (smile).
Again... she laughed and swatted my arm and told me I was silly...
She has no idea...
It's been one week, and if I hear... "Mom we have nothing to do" ONE MORE TIME!
I am going to stick my head in the oven... crap... mines electric.
I told them they have scooters, bikes, a swimmimg pool, a park across the street, books, water balloons, bats, soccer balls, sunlight, air, able bodies, youth, no wrinkles, no aches and pains, their whole lives ahead of them...oh, excuse me... having a moment there...
39 is almost over for me.
I think I will threaten them with ballroom dancing lessons unless they find something to do.
I, actually, would love them to take ballroom, who wouldn't love a man than can dance... but not my testosterone laden manly men.
Maybe I'll threaten ballet...
yeah... that'll do it.
Can you just see them??? Hah hahahaha!


  1. Dancing lessons sounds good. Have fun.

  2. When my kids say I'm bored they get a job to do. They always forget in the beginning but after a job or two they remeber.


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