Noon: Three teens, locked in the house due to gale force winds (at least 40 mph) and rain (that stopped hours ago), and mom of said teens who is praying that they all decide to take a nap soon. Damn, I keep forgetting they aren’t four anymore and I don’t get naptime. My day. Here we are in paradise and all anyone wants to do is bow to the God of Spongebob.
2 pm: I can take no more—we’re going to the movies.
5 pm: Apparently, the movie, Night at the Museum, didn’t suck as bad as it could have, at least that was the thought-provoking review by the children.
7 pm: Mom purchases sedatives to slip into their after dinner snack drink.
Gratuitous plug: I guess it’s no surprise, but my J-Man has a different perspective on things than do his peers. Not that he doesn’t spend a lot of time thinking about the things that other pubescent boys normally think about, but I choose to shut that particular part of the J-Man out of my mind. And, as I’m happy to plug a good blog when I run across one, I thought I’d give this aspiring writer one too. Please visit “Yes, I’m Joe” as found on my blogroll. Any support you can give him puts him one step closer to that $3,000,000 publisher’s advance that will purchase the beach house in which we’re currently residing.
Published on: Dec 27, 2006
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