I'm sorry, I seem to have misplaced THE ENTIRE DAMN DAY.
Could someone please forward me one?
Thank you for all the good wishes for Busy Girl, she's enjoying being 13. She doesn't look a day over 12.
My dad's birthday is tomorrow. He's gonna be 75. That's wild.
If you're just tuning in, he teaches high school full time, and, unbeknowst to him, I chronicle him (and other stuff) at GenBetween.com.
I tried to take Busy Girl out for her birthday last night. I don't know what I thought we were going to do, but, I made 2 key tactical errors:
1 .I didn't factor in that when I asked her if she wanted to go do something, she heard, "Do you want me to go buy you more stuff?"
2. We took Busy Boy with us.
Don't even know where to start with that one, but, suffice to say he has a perma-huff going on because I wouldn't buy him a ninja star.
The hazards of living near a failing mall now full of stores like, "Fishing Lures n' Thingz", and, "Wtf? Imports".
Anyway, I could go on and on about my suburban existence, I know you love it so, but, I have to get this out, and, I'm not making it up:
The. Washer. Is. Broken.
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When you get a chance to leave a couple of the kids (or ALL of them, for that matter) with the Hubster, you must jump on it. Stop being nice. Well, what I mean is, stop being the nicest mother on the planet.
Oh... no... I'm feelin' for ya and the appliance-gate 2007. I'll send some appliance love your way. Positive mechanical thoughts. Positive mechanical thoughts. Positive mechanical thoughts.
When I stop laughing, I will totally sympathize with you. I say, put your clothes in dishwasher and tell people are trying something different.
And drink.
Happy birthday to all parties involved. You don't look a day over cocktail hour with your champagne up there, so I would never guess you have a teenager. :D
If I find your day...will you help me find mine? (A new twist on, "If you show me yours...") *grin*
WTF Imports? LOL!
Oh that is so so true. I remember the day I was walking in said mall and realized there was a store that sold nothing but chandeliers.
Hope the rest of your appliances live long happy lives!
Here is a thought for Busy Boy. If he wants a Ninja star, go buy him a fathead wall poster of Bruce Lee...hey he was a ninja star. (no, it won't work, but you can laugh.)
Heading to said mall now.
Welcome to the teen years. At least she will still be seen with you.
I'd give you one of my Sundays but I seemed to have missed place it and Monday too. The first time I checked it was 11:00-something in the morning. Now it's nearly 8:30. What have I done in the meantime? I'm still trying to figure that one out. School? Computer stuff? Babysitting? Cleaning? Not sure.
Really? The washer?
You are cursed, woman. Cursed.
Oh, man...we've had bad luck with appliances all year, too...see, I know I shouldn't have hugged you at BlogHer, so hard...sorry :o(
No! Not the washer! Oh, my sympathies.
Guffawing over your names for the mall stores!!!!