Bet you thought I’d finally fallen asleep and stayed there, huh? Well um… yeah, that kind of is what happened. I stayed awake long enough for my doctor’s appointment (which was SO MUCH FUN YOU WOULDN’T BELIEVE) and then I came home, and… The Coma. I slept from 4 pm on Friday til 2 pm on Saturday (and I coulda kept a-sleepin’ if it weren’t for the fact that sometimes, a dude’s gotta pee).
Went and visited my mom last night, with her housefull of guests. It was SO WARM SO WARM in the house that I was like “MOM PLEASE PLEASE THE FANS O H P L E A S E”. And still? NO! Instead we went and sat outside where the mosquitoes could feast upon my tender flesh. And when I asked, again, why not put the fan on, her response was yet another cryptic “I just don’t want to!”. And she looked kinda pissed, so I didn’t push it. You don’t piss off my mom.
(I have theories about this. Theories! But I won’t discuss them here, because at the moment they are Top Secret Theories which have yet to be proven by modern science).
This afternoon is my youngest nephew’s second birthday party. I am very excited about this, because I love cake. And I also love him. He, and cake, will be in the same room. Yes!
Who can really explain the mind of a parent? I have no clue what mine are doing half the time and I’m convinced they don’t either. LOL
MMM. Cake.
I have a theory about your mom and the fan, but I won’t say what it is.
You both are killin’ me with your super secret theories…
Oh, a day or so later, you must go to Inner D. and see Marjorie Dawes talk about cake.