Monday, January 7, 2008

Smarter than the average bear

Yesterday, when "Boris" picked up his spawn from the shop, my only request was that Mitch fold the load of towels waiting in the dryer. I also suggested Joe could help, since they'd been at each other's throats all afternoon. Well, except for the brief interlude when they were all munching popcorn, brought as a bribe by Emma. Imagine, then, my dismay at 11:30 p.m., as I attempted to toss another load of clothes into the dryer for a spin. Hmmm. What to do?

As most of you know, I'm a creative sort of thinker, an "outside-the-box" girl. To remedy the problem, I put the Wii-motes at the bottom of the basket I'd had to pile the towels into. Then, this morning when Joe came to me asking to play, I said "of course" and "what a great idea" and I could see he was stunned... usually I make them do something before gaming permission is granted. Boy, you should've seen the look on the boys' faces when the remotes were gone from the drawer. (Tee-hee) Pure panic. I dryly suggested to them that, were they to finish the chores from the previous day, the missing pieces of their gaming system would probably turn up. I have to hand it to Joe, though. For a six-year-old, he has pretty good deduction skills. He figured out exactly what I'd done, and he rallied everyone to get the towels folded and put away, pronto. I just love it when a plan comes together.

You know, this blogging everyday for a year shouldn't be too hard. I joined a 'blog 365' ring, but Melly is attempting to make me a "blogging 366" button, since I've decided not to slack just because it's a leap year. It might screw up my mojo, like when you're really dedicated to your yoga, but you skip a week due to a horrific sinus infection, then you realize it's been almost nine months since your last downward dog. So, yeah. I am going to do this. I'm off now to make a bank deposit, mail the MIL her monkey socks, and figure out what's for dinner in this crazy place. I think I'm allergic to my antibiotic, because the back of my throat is super itchy, but it's red as all get-out, so until I stop breathing, I guess I'm okay. Have a fantastic evening, y'all. C


Annalea said...

Ugh . . . I can't imagine a downward dog with a sinus infection!

Best of luck with dinner . . . coming up with meals is my least favorite part of mothering. ;o)

Stephanie said...

Umm...can you send some of your blogging mojo my way. I'm having a hard time finding mine right now. Blah. I've been knitting and crafting...I just don't feel like taking pics and writing about it. I'm feeling blah blah blah blah. Oh...did I mention...blah? :)

Marigold said...

errr...yeah. Like you skip one taekwondo class because you have an upset (pregnant) tummy, and before you know it, it's been two years...okay, remind me in 6 months to start up taekwondo again? please?

Dragonfly said...

I've been reading the blog, just behind in the comments. the story of the wiimote made me giggle. Yay for Joe though!