Blogging that is. So I’m officially taking the summer off from my blogging duties. I’ll be checking in and still reading blogs and occasionally posting here (and working up an idea for PBW’s Left Behind workshops in July), but again, it feels like work right now, and the kids are out of school and I need all the brain cells I can get.
What are your plans for the summer? Going anywhere cool?
I will be the first to admit that I”m the worlds biggest rule-breaker when it comes to my writing. I’m not afraid to try anything, especially in regards to POV. There is, however, one unwritten rule you don’t see discussed much. The one about the cat. You know–as in don’t kill it. This *seems* to hold true for movies too. But why?
(BSG SPOILERS BELOW–so if you didn’t watch last week’s episode yet, you were warned)
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That’s Mad Mommy Dearest….I swear before all I hold dear that the following is true.
Yesterday I get a text message from Elvis in the middle of the day:
We just had a food fight
Laughing, I show my co-worker–bad mommy. I’m getting ready to text him back when I get another that says:
I didn’t get in trouble
He knows me MUCH too well.
After work I hit the grocery store. I have to buy extra food because tomorrow is the last day of school and my little Hoovers will be at home full time playing XBox and eating anything they can get their hands on. I won’t tell you how much I spent but I could fund a small country with my food bill (or buy myself an Audi). Anyway…
I get home and we’re unloading and cleaning out the fridge and Elvis says, “What about this Twix. Can I throw this out?” all while giving me a smirky look.
Moi, “No. It’s mine.”
Kevin says, “But you havne’t eaten it and it’s been in there.” (more than 48 hours)
Moi, “And in three weeks when I go looking for it, it better still be there or heads will roll and blood will flow.”
KEvin, “Why?”
Elvis rolls his eyes because he alreayd knows the answer.
Moi, “Because when the PMS hits I want to come out here, pull my Twix from the fridge nad enjoy it.”
Kevin, “What’s PMS?”
Sweet baby Jesus kid….Moi, “It’s right before I have my period when I get real cranky and bitchy.”
Kevin, “Ewwwwwwwww! You had a period?”
As if I’d only ever had ONE in my life (i wish).
Elvis laughs, “Don’t be stupid….See I’m smart. I KNOW when mom’s all cranky and stuff so I stay on her good side.” (unlike you is totally implied here)
Kevin, “Mom…I hate to tell you this but you’re always bitchy.”
Mutual torment and harasment amongst the boy-children commences, forcing me to yell a couple times. Kevin cries. Elvis walks to Walgreens for a finger splint –due to a previous injury.
FFWD to bedtime….
Elvis comes in my room laughing. “Ham got punked.”
Moi, “Huh?”
“I think Ham got punked by Kara…I think she farted on him.”
Moi laughing, “OMG does he smell like shit?” (did I just say that in front of my kid?)
“Yeah and it’s really bad!” Elvis goes running down the hall, “Hey Kevin, your cat got punked by my dog.”
And that’s a fairly normal night. I wonder how many more grey hairs I’ll sprout before summer vacation is over?
Needs a new title….and what better way to find one than to hold a contest!
Also Denise is continuing the book pimpage at SFC today.
And for the record–since I’m keeping track, I finished up CJ Lyons Lifelines this weekend. You can read my review at SFC but it’s totally worth buying.
I”m over at Southern Friend Chicas today doing book pimpage and I invite you to do likewise! Pimp your book, pimp your friend’s book, pimp a great read. It’s summer and we need something to take to the beach!
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