February 7, 2010

It’s Monday. I didn’t exercise. I haven’t showered in days. I made no plans. I forgot the Super Bowl was on TV. I paid bills. Last Monday I was lost in a jungle. By late morning I decided to go to a movie but the 6 stories of corkscrew driveway to the parking garage was overwhelming and I turned around and came home. Grabbed my book and began to read the most ridiculous book ever mandated by my book club (missed the 1st meeting, didn’t finished the 2nd book, and 3rd book stinks – what a great book club). Fell asleep on my right side and woke up with a nap induced hip injury from years of napping on inadequate couches on my right side. Hip replacement is imminent. Walked to Starbucks for a pick-me-up. While lumbering down Orchard I passed the Prime Minister’s (albino) son. I’m certain it was his son, because there just aren’t that many white haired Asians around. I followed him for 2 blocks with a hip limp hoping he was headed back to our street so I would have an excuse to talk to him. Finally deciding he wasn’t heading our way, I let him slip away. Without a good excuse, all I could have said was, “Aren’t you the Prime Minister’s (albino) son?” Then I would be arrested and caned as a hip limping stalker. The kids arrived home early and we took full advantage by watching two Hallmark Hall of Fame/Lifetime Original movies featuring Gena Rowland as an older southern woman (the only role she plays in every Hallmark movie). One was “Jacey’s Story” so we had to watch it. As bedtime approached and I should have been saying, “Time for bed!” I instead said, “Let’s walk to the mall for ice cream!” Now that’s good parenting. As 8:00 passed me by I spent the evening with Carrie, Amanda, Samantha and the other one watching the Sex and the City movie, realizing they’re just a little too old for this and I’ve never liked Sex and the City. While I was watching the Sex movie, I was forgetting that I should have been at the mandatory parent meeting for Jacey’s first confession. I was so busy today I forgot about it. And the Super Bowl.

And the Opposition's Response:

OMG!!!!!.... I am driving the 50 minutes home from the 10 hour Mandatory VP/D mtg in freakin Bastrop, TX getting inspired to embrace the "Dell Transformation Agenda around the 3 Strategic Pillars for 2010 to take my leadership to the next level"...and then I see this? I am on my way home to mice in the living room, squirrels in the attic, gas leaking, refrigerator broken house...and I see this?

So ...Ladies in Singapore - I need an intervention...for you know who: the albino-stalking, Sex in the City Watching, Hallmark Hall of Fame lover, who has forsaken all parenting duties during his busy days!

Even I had the confirmation class on my calendar...but I wouldn't want to remind him...as he loves it so when I do this!

So...If you can't do an intervention on my husband - can you at least ensure my children have some good Catholic role models? Can someone go beg the Church to let poor little Jacey still receive the Blessed Sacraments even if she is in the care of her albino-stalking father?

I'll be home in 6 days.....

Thank You!!!!! And May the Lord Bless You!