I took some time off from the blogging arena. I figured for someone who started off thinking she would only post two or three times a week, I could get by with missing a day or two this week. The fact that this is my fifth post in my first week of blogging is pretty amazing to me.
My friend Virgil, self-proclaimed delicious hunk of man-meat (careful ladies, the man is married, though he occasionally has openings in his ever growing harem), was convinced that I needed to write about him to be a successful blogger. Personally, I don’t think it will make a difference, but I will give him this gratuitous shout-out just to shut him up.
“Ladies love me. Girls adore me!”
This is why there are seldom openings in Virgil’s harem.
I’ve had a few comments and questions from friends and readers wanting to know if the Electronics Fairy ever showed up the other night. The truth of the matter is, she was passed out from exhaustion by the time the Rugrat was asleep and she could have snuck in the treehouse. I did manage to keep him quite busy and distracted from electronics for a good portion of the day. Having stayed up late the night before, he slept in pretty late. He woke up wanting breakfast and having not had the opportunity to get to the grocery yet this week, we discussed the fact that our choices for breakfast at 11 am on a Thursday were limited to Waffle House, Cracker Barrel and Denny’s (my inner demon broke out in a chant of, “Waffle House. Waffle House. Waffle House.”) I had promised him earlier in the week that we’d go to Cracker Barrel at some point, though, so that’s where we headed. About a mile down the road from the treehouse he wanted to know where his Nintendo 3DS was. OOPS!!! Mommy didn’t think to grab it. So he got to spend some time playing good ol’ fashioned checkers on the porch and the peg game at the table. I don’t know which one of us was more surprised that he had so much fun.
Wow! A hands-on, no charger required, fun game of checkers!
We headed home so mommy could work on laundry and then headed back out to hang out with some friends who had just moved and eat pizza. The kids had a blast playing together, giving us parents some semi-quiet time. I did take some time to help my kiddo’s new girlfriend paint her toenails with the nail care kit we got her as a housewarming gift. She was attempting to do it herself when we arrived, and when I walked into her room, I nearly passed out from the fumes and couldn’t understand why it was so strong. It turns out it was actually the nail polish remover because she kept making more of a mess of her nails while trying to clean up the polish all over her toes.
If you can’t tell, the remover was only full up to about the middle of the black stripe across the bottle. No wonder that room smelled so bad!
My momma’s boy seemed a little upset that I was paying more attention to his girlfriend for a few minutes and stuck to my side like glue until I was done. Then he woke up today to an invitation from her to dinner tonight and couldn’t wait to see her. We are parting ways for the weekend though. I can’t let them get too attached or she may start planning their wedding, and I can’t have that! I’m keeping my momma’s boy around as long as possible.
We have a very hot weekend ahead of us here in the Ohio Valley. We have a heat advisory in effect for most of tomorrow and all day Sunday. The kid and I are heading out at 1pm (advisory goes into effect at noon) with broken a/c in the car to show six houses across three different towns tomorrow and won’t be home until after 4pm. Sunday afternoon we will be holding an open house, but at least we will be in one place the whole time. Have I mentioned before how much I loathe the heat? I tend to get overheated quite easily, and when I do, I feel physically sick. Don’t get me wrong; I’m not particularly fond of the cold either, but I learned as a small child that there are only so many clothes you can take off to make yourself comfortable, but there is no end to clothes and blankets that you can pile on to warm up. Just do not be surprised if you don’t hear many musings from the treehouse for the next couple of days as I try to cool off. (Off course if Luke Bryan decides to hop over my way after his concert in the big city upriver tomorrow night, I could put up with some more heat!)
Well, it’s that ever so exciting time for bath and bedtime routines for the kid (It’s usually a two-three hour ordeal). So-long, farewell!
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