Day Eighteen – Finally, Some Dots!
Posted by RobinNov 18
- Since I’m somewhat ill, I figure it’s time for some some dotty laziness.
- I’m not seriously sick. Just lethargic and kind of belly-achy. After I took Clara Jane to school, I came home with thoughts of being productive. I went back to bed and got up when it was time to pick her up.
- I think I could turn in right about now.
- I’ve been watching way too much TV. Someone needs to beat me for watching as much “Wife Swap” as I have of late. I’ve also seen so many commercials that piss me off. Beyond the mommy blog Motrin kerfluffle of this week. I didn’t like that one; it was condescending and misinformed. I don’t think it’s nearly as offensive as some of the other crap that’s in regular rotation, though. There’s the Glade lady who continually lies about her discount-store scented products to boost her lagging self-esteem, probably fueled in part by the husband who doesn’t seem too thrilled that she spent the day spraying air freshener and slacking instead of actually doing the housework God intended for her to do and oh my God, I really have been watching too much “Wife Swap” because I’m mentally matching them with a family who can deal with a pathological liar and an emotionally abusive husband.
- Judging from that rant, I’m wondering if I have a fever.
- Clara Jane has a field trip tomorrow. I think I’ll pass.
- Due to my illness-based bad parenting, Clara Jane learned about smoking while watching “The Simpsons” and has been running around the house singing, “I like to move it move it! I like to move it move it!” I have not moved it moved it in numerous hours. I need to move it move it to bed.
2 comments
Comment by allison on November 19, 2008 at 5:29 am
Oh no, it’s not your parenting….that song is for some reason in a CAR commercial for pete’s sake!
Comment by Big Daddy B on November 20, 2008 at 5:05 am
Alas, the smoking was going to either happen during the Simpsons or when you dragged out the old pics of mommy and Uncle Brian in the basement apartment, asking “what’s that thin white thing between your lips in that pic mommy” to which you reply “honey, with any other man in any other pic, I wouldn’t answer that question. But you see, that’s silly old uncle brian and those are magic sticks that suck the good right out of a person!”