~Why is reading so much more fun than doing laundry? Even when I don't particularly like the book. The book I am reading now keeps going on and on about moths. Yes, moths. Yet, it is infinitely more entertaining than folding underwear into teeny, tiny squares.
~How does the baby know that I am about to eat or sleep or make out (wink wink)? She wakes up every time. I think she's playing jokes on me!
~How come Scott could sleep through a nuclear explosion but I wake up at the sound of a butterfly flapping its wings (or moths, I suppose)? It just isn't fair. I kind of want to wake him up by hitting him with my pillow sometimes! (just kidding babe, love you')
~Why, being the chubby girl that I am, did I marry into a family with such skinny women? Its not great fun being the chubby one. They can't help it, being skinny is in their dna, while my dna has cheeseburgers where the skinny part should be. When we're all together I kind of feel like a beach ball amongst tennis balls. (alright, I actually know the answer to that one.....it has something to do with a handsome fellow named Scott).
~And finally, why am I blogging when I should be cleaning the kitchen? Because cleaning the kitchen is no fun at all and it gets all messy two seconds later. That's why!
Happy Monday, ya'll!
7 comments:
Maybe you should write a book about moths cleaning the kitchen while you are making out with Scott and little Echo is eating a cheeseburger.
Now THAT would be a book.
Are you reading Freckles or Girl of the Limberlost? Just a guess because both of those talk about moths....a lot. I was bored by the moth stuff but I really loved the stories in both books. I just need an editor to make a moth-less version of the books. If it isn't one of those two books, I'v very curious what you are reading.
And yes, babies have an uncanny ability to cry at the worst times. Mine always starting fussing the moment I sat down to put a bite of food in my mouth. Horrid.
Heather-The book is actually Prodigal Summer by Barbara Kingsolver. I haven't decided if I like it or not yet. It's just meh...
I love your blogs, they entertain me on the most boring days!
I'm sorry, it's our family that carries that "fluffy" gene.
You make me laugh!
I knew it, even before I read your comments. I really like Barbara Kingsolver.
And I totally get the whole skinny family. Cause that's the one I married into also. It kind of sucks.
Oooo! A book with lots of moths in it! That would be my favorite:)
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