I know something. I know it and I can't share it with anyone and the fact that I know it is making me very cranky. I want to unknow it but that's not possible. You can't unknow anything. You can forget it. I do forget things all the time, like the name of that boy in high school who was in love with me and I had to keep letting him down gently over and over again. Or the name of the store where I bought those cute blue shoes that one time. Or my password to anything. But this is the type of thing I won't forget and I will just be cranky about it until I can think about something else. Quick, someone give me something to distract me!
The children are downstairs ruining my kitchen with spray glue. OK, I may have done some of the ruining. I'm not very good with spray glue yet. It is a relatively new skill. When I worked in a craft store years ago, there was no such thing. We only had hot glue and I still have the scars from those stupid glue guns. They are deadly! We are using the spray glue to make a monkey costume. The children are helping out at a 4 year old's birthday party tomorrow and one of them is a monkey and one of them is a troll. It is a Dora party, for those of you familiar with Dora the Explorer. I'm sure it will be a lot of fun, but I am SO glad there is such a thing as spray glue because it means I don't have to sew anything. I really, really hate sewing.
I thought that all good moms sewed. My sisters do. My Mom did. So I tried. When the children were little, I really tried. I made them Easter dresses once and I was literally up all night. I didn't get to bed because I was still sewing right up until it was time to leave for church. And I didn't even do that good of a job. Then I made Halloween costumes. Because don't all good mothers make their own costumes? I hated it. Every stitch made me angry. And then, we moved overseas and finding fabric and patterns was really tough and I decided, this year, just this year we'll buy the costumes, and you know what? The kids loved them and I was still a good mom. So now we mostly buy them. But since we have some spray glue, I'm envisioning all sorts of fun. This could be a good distraction.
These French tourists in Sri Lanka had a worse day than me. All they were trying to do was take a fun picture, and the mistake they made was not using a digital camera because the photo developer turned them in and they received a sentence of six months of hard labor (thankfully suspended,) all for doing something very French--kissing a Buddha statue. So thank you, mon amis, for reminding to be grateful that I have never kissed any statues in Buddhist countries.
The children are downstairs ruining my kitchen with spray glue. OK, I may have done some of the ruining. I'm not very good with spray glue yet. It is a relatively new skill. When I worked in a craft store years ago, there was no such thing. We only had hot glue and I still have the scars from those stupid glue guns. They are deadly! We are using the spray glue to make a monkey costume. The children are helping out at a 4 year old's birthday party tomorrow and one of them is a monkey and one of them is a troll. It is a Dora party, for those of you familiar with Dora the Explorer. I'm sure it will be a lot of fun, but I am SO glad there is such a thing as spray glue because it means I don't have to sew anything. I really, really hate sewing.
I thought that all good moms sewed. My sisters do. My Mom did. So I tried. When the children were little, I really tried. I made them Easter dresses once and I was literally up all night. I didn't get to bed because I was still sewing right up until it was time to leave for church. And I didn't even do that good of a job. Then I made Halloween costumes. Because don't all good mothers make their own costumes? I hated it. Every stitch made me angry. And then, we moved overseas and finding fabric and patterns was really tough and I decided, this year, just this year we'll buy the costumes, and you know what? The kids loved them and I was still a good mom. So now we mostly buy them. But since we have some spray glue, I'm envisioning all sorts of fun. This could be a good distraction.
These French tourists in Sri Lanka had a worse day than me. All they were trying to do was take a fun picture, and the mistake they made was not using a digital camera because the photo developer turned them in and they received a sentence of six months of hard labor (thankfully suspended,) all for doing something very French--kissing a Buddha statue. So thank you, mon amis, for reminding to be grateful that I have never kissed any statues in Buddhist countries.
Sorry, Hon. If three kids monkeying around your kitchen with spray glue isn't enough to distract you, you're undistractable. Don't think about pink elephants either, while you're at it.
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Artie