It is a rare and tragic thing when I become bored. As an only child boredom was a definite possibility but my Mother, the genius that she, is trained me to never utter the words "I'm bored." On occasions that I slipped up in front of her I would be put to a task that was truly loathsome. You couldn't take it back either. Once you said it you were toast. Today I am bored. Why do I feel safe saying this online when I still fear saying it aloud? Because my Mother only reads my blog like once a month so by the time she catches this it will be old news. I have to take the Lily to Petco for a haircut.
<------------------ The Lily!Girlfriend is shedding like crazy all over my house. She generates whole dust bunny communities. Then there is the almost daily trip to Walmart to get whatever I forgot to get yesterday or ran out of last night. Curses. My days are so fantastic.
Back on topic. J is always bored. He has played his XBOX game "Lost Planet" until it is slightly warped and burned out one game console. He has a new game but he is trying to make it last instead of playing it to the end in just one weekend. What happens when J is bored? He comes to me to entertain him. No matter if I am reading a book or doing whatever I must stop and play with him. I am beginning to see why my Mother instituted the rule when I was little.
That's actually kind of cute. I've got this mental image of you sitting on the couch reading and him flopping down next to you. "Whatcha doin'?" Lol. Aww. Maybe I'll find a guy liek that someday. Although, I imagine it's probably not as cute in real life as it is in my head, is it?
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