So -
yeah.
This weekend was long. Mostly because I am sick. Like throat swollen shut, can’t talk, killer cough, maybe death is coming for me sick. But I was teh mom and took Cammy to a birthdya party anyway, come to think of it, the kille rthroat thing didn’t happen until AFTER THE PARTY, I bet somebodys little rug rat got me all sick, and not the little rug rat I would have expected. But my child had a hoot riot time at this little heard of place called, Pump it up party, which does exactly that – they let your kids rip in a room with Giant inflatable slides and obstacle courses and boxing rings and with the proper level of sugar, all mannor of jackassery can be had.
All Hail The Royalness
Okay – anybody who didn’t think Prince was gonna rip the Superbowl a new one clearly has no idea who they were talking about. Prince is easily the most underrated Guitarist on the planet. and nothing was more satisfying that watching a four foot tall guy upstage men three times his size while wearing a purple guitar, a tuquoise suit and six inch heels. This was the best superbowl half time show EVER. That I can remember in my short thirty years.
I should mention that the second half of that game was pretty nifty and my team of choice won, I am very glad for Tony Dungy, and Payton Manning, and Mannings father who had to endure some gut punch questions this week. Like “do you think you cursed your son with your fifteen losing seasons in the NFL?” I’m like who asks a grown man that? And doesn’t get socked in the mouth for it? The look on Paytons face said it all for me when they gave him that trophy, “We won it, Shut up already”
My father is teaching my kid all the cool stuff grandpas teach kids like how to open pistachios and how to play slots and pinball. Yes monday morning my kid brings me a slot machine token from my dads house and pistachio shells which I beleive she either ate the pistachio from or brought from his house either way – she gave them to be with a sigh and told me that they came from Pa Pa’s. All she needs now is a beer golf clubs and a football jersey.
Just a note, having to work while pregnant also goes to prove how totally unfair God was being for the whole forbidden fruit thing. Dude – HE ATE IT TOO!!!
that is all.
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Ah, but see, part of the original deal there, as I recall, was that the menfolk were supposed to be out there in the muddy fields toiling by the sweat of their brows from sunup to sundown to grow food to put on the table.
Nowadays most of the menfolk “work” by sitting on their butts in front of computers all day, making money to pay someone else to run a machine that tills the fields, yet women still get stuck with the whole childbearing thing, because no one has invented a babygrowing machine.
(And I really hope no one invents that, because, creepy much?)
Maybe God has rectified the iniquity associated with recent social developments by giving women the better half of heaven. You never know . . .
That truely was the best half time show ever! Keep on keeping on, I can’t imagine the triple whammy- pregnancy, working, and the crazy temperatures right now. Take care and stay warm.