Apropos of nothing…

Damn, Shali Brown, I like that new website of yours!

Who isn’t reading this brilliance, again? START NOW. http://readingandchickens.com

You heard me.

I know, it’s been forever.

Sorry, holidays, travel, depression, nothing happening, depression, you know the drill.

So this just happened, okay. Thing 2 has proudly told The Mommy earlier today that the 1990s are “the olden days” and that there was no electricity then.

Thing 2: *bangs on my door really hard*
Me: THAT IS NOT A KNOCK.
Thing 2: *makes with a better type of knocking*
Me: Yeeeeeeessss?
Thing 2: How did you get to school when you were young?
Me: I drove myself, sweetie. (Hey now. High school is long enough ago.)
Thing 2: But how were there cars?
Me: You’d be surprised. My car out there? Was built in the 1990s.
Thing 2: ….oh.
Me: Yeah, I just broke your brain, didn’t I.
Thing 2: *closes the door and goes hollering off to his parents* SHE SAID THAT HER CAR WAS BUILT IN THE 1990S…

Yes. Yes, the earth was cooling in the 1990s and we all rode dinosaurs. Naturally.

SAME OLD SLOG

So apparently the boys got into a tussle. Thing 2, since he is a diva, had a hysterical crying fit at the top of his lungs so we would all know he was upset. Later, dialogue:

Thing 3: *wanders by, whining slightly*
Thing 2: *hollers from down the hall* “AND DON’T BE A DICK!”
The Mommy: “WHAAAAT?!”
Miss Adventure: “NEVER SAY THAT WORD AGAIN!”
Thing 2: “But I already said it!”
The Mommy: “Do NOT say that word ever again!”

I can’t claim responsibility for this one. It’s not part of my usual vocabulary.

A new year, the same old slog.

Overheard:

The Mommy: “Pull up your pants!”
Thing 1: *laugh*
The Mommy: “I see crack! Crack kills, remember that!”
Thing 1: “Crack kills. GOT IT!”

My life, ladies and gentlemen.