Pre-write their posts? I fly by the seat of my pants. So most nights I sit here and wonder what to type and end up with super long posts that no one actually reads all the way through. , Sunday Six is the only post I pre-write, and that is only because I tend to blog after the kids go to sleep. Admit it, even as cute as the kids are , "zzzzz" to every question wouldn't be so entertaining.
I have Rainbow Man and Blue Boys' Answers ready to print, but Stuperman answered "I am watching a Mario, Mommy"
to the first question and "no"
to all the rest. I decided to wait and ask him tomorrow when he isn't
helping Daddy with Nintendo DS.
JitteryJoe went out, second night in a row, to try and rent me Snakes On A Motherfucking Plane. No luck. One would think that with so fucking many religious freaks
in this town, that is a movie that would stay on the shelves.
By religious freaks I am not damning all the normal catholic or whatever people who are all about praying to God and having Faith in Him and want to go to heaven and therefore shun the extra fun premarital sex aspect of Highschool, although, seeing as I did not lose my virginity in high school, the extra fun aspect of it may be a myth. Run on sentences are now on for half price!
I mean the ones who say OMG you don't go to my church I can't talk to you
. (I'm serious, even if its a family member, they don't go to the same church they don't talk to them ever)
Sounds more like a cult then a church, if you ask me. That's ok, to offer me Kool-aid, they would have to talk to me, so I am safe.
According to recent surveys, you people only read this blog to hear about the kids.
But its all about me! What about me! I need love too
I understood that if I only talk about poop (Stuperman woke up in the night and all on his own went potty, wiped his butt with a teddy bear, put his gitch on backwards and fell asleep on the living room floor - he had a lego imprint on his face half the day)
and puke (no puke here!)
I am a mommyblogger. I don't wanna be a mommy blogger (cries pitifully) (snot) (big blow sweetie! Gooood Girl)
But it just so happens, I am a big believer in giving the people what they want. Top two things seem to be Stuperman and kid dialogues. So for your amusement, here are two things Stuperman has said.While waiting to see the Doctor, Stuperman is playing with a toy shark he brought from home. He is making it rip huge chunks of flesh from my face. It drops between the chair and a side table to land on the floor:Me:
Oh no! What are we going to do??Stuperman:
We will surly die, that is what we will do! (it's from the "do you drink coffee link" from yesterdays post. Lori sent it to me. We play with it a lot!!)The waiting room has a TV. It is turned on to Oprah, whom I hate. A commercial comes on, advertising the channel. It happens to be the same channel I watch every night at 5 pm.Stuperman: (jumping, very excited, very loudly)
Look!! Whee of Fotoon
No honey, its not on yet.Stuperman:
You Ass! I said Teee (this was also said very loudly)
And now I take pity on all of you and end this long long post. Im sorry!