Under A Blue Moon... (Lick It!) : The 39 Week 8 Round Up/Update [T39W08RU/U]
This week's Round Up/Update has been cancelled due to... er, wait. since I've already typed something it's already happening, isn't it?
Fine, fine - to alleviate a possible reality-loop of infinite-slash-disasterous-slash-quasi-evil proportions that could likely up making Pauley Shore president, here we go.
...and it IS the last day of August, after all!
I don't know if it's because of today's Blue Moon as it approached or not, but this week my brain has gone off on unusual tangenitals...
for example, Weds eve I was craving root beer - which my brain naturally segued into licking a unicorn.
last night I simply dreamt of sleeping... just kinda odd and not too weird, but could be connection...?
as if in preparation, last night (in which I dreamt of sleeping) I actually fell asleep on my couch and awoke roughly 10hrs later in my bed.
this could easily mean I was simply tired and fell asleep and ended up going to bed without realizing it... OR I was kidnapped by bored aliens without nothing better to do.
I mean, really, I'm FAR from a prime example of the human species - particularly in that I'm half-sasquatch and scarcely considered "human" even by many of my friends.
( what I'm called by my "frienemies" is a different thing entirely )
workwise it's been quite busy and successful, for the most part.
homewise i'ts been the usual boredom coupled with "I guess I'll watch/read/write something" broken up by weekends with the girls, in which case you can put the aforementioned statement in their voices rather than mine.
I AM a fairly boring fathre, I admit. I don't have cable nor any intent to get it, nor do I have a game system of any kind.
this leaves the girls with nothing more than... IMAGINATION.
oh, the horror - I know, I know, how DARE I make the girls have to use their brains... how UNamerican of me.
well, kids and cretins... too f'n bad
but we make do - which usually means at least once a day my eldest tells me she's "bored" and at least once a weekend my youngest begs me to draw something for her and her sissy to colour.
to alleviate the eldest's claims of being "bored" I take the simple and honest approach of, "well, since all of your toys and books aren't helping I guess we'll have to be rid of them..."
it doesn't take too long for her to claim a few books and/or toys are good enough for now *laughs* - no surprise.
she still feigns that if I had cable and or a game system, she'd be "MUCH less bored," but an additional approach of mentioning I COULD trade in all their toys and books and beds, etc. for a game system is usually given a "nay" vote.
( particulary in that I mention they'd only get to play said system maybe an hour or two a day and THEN what would they do? *grins evilly* )
but I AM told I'm a good fathre, so I have to take the word of those who say so, as I by no means can judge myself in that capacity.
and, even I admit, the words of "I love you" and/or "love you, daddy" from the girls is expression enough that I must be doing SOMEthing right.
ANYways...
on a random aside : no, my life isn't perfect - but, to be fair, I never asked nor expected it to be... I'd actually be worried if it was!
and who wants "perfection" anyways... good gods would the world be a boring place!
Farethee well for now, remember that Life is about Living, and - for the love of gods - LICK THAT UNICORN (after all, it tastes like rootbeer!)
- thom / Wolfox
This week's Round Up/Update has been cancelled due to... er, wait. since I've already typed something it's already happening, isn't it?
Fine, fine - to alleviate a possible reality-loop of infinite-slash-disasterous-slash-quasi-evil proportions that could likely up making Pauley Shore president, here we go.
...and it IS the last day of August, after all!
I don't know if it's because of today's Blue Moon as it approached or not, but this week my brain has gone off on unusual tangenitals...
for example, Weds eve I was craving root beer - which my brain naturally segued into licking a unicorn.
last night I simply dreamt of sleeping... just kinda odd and not too weird, but could be connection...?
as if in preparation, last night (in which I dreamt of sleeping) I actually fell asleep on my couch and awoke roughly 10hrs later in my bed.
this could easily mean I was simply tired and fell asleep and ended up going to bed without realizing it... OR I was kidnapped by bored aliens without nothing better to do.
I mean, really, I'm FAR from a prime example of the human species - particularly in that I'm half-sasquatch and scarcely considered "human" even by many of my friends.
( what I'm called by my "frienemies" is a different thing entirely )
workwise it's been quite busy and successful, for the most part.
homewise i'ts been the usual boredom coupled with "I guess I'll watch/read/write something" broken up by weekends with the girls, in which case you can put the aforementioned statement in their voices rather than mine.
I AM a fairly boring fathre, I admit. I don't have cable nor any intent to get it, nor do I have a game system of any kind.
this leaves the girls with nothing more than... IMAGINATION.
oh, the horror - I know, I know, how DARE I make the girls have to use their brains... how UNamerican of me.
well, kids and cretins... too f'n bad
but we make do - which usually means at least once a day my eldest tells me she's "bored" and at least once a weekend my youngest begs me to draw something for her and her sissy to colour.
to alleviate the eldest's claims of being "bored" I take the simple and honest approach of, "well, since all of your toys and books aren't helping I guess we'll have to be rid of them..."
it doesn't take too long for her to claim a few books and/or toys are good enough for now *laughs* - no surprise.
she still feigns that if I had cable and or a game system, she'd be "MUCH less bored," but an additional approach of mentioning I COULD trade in all their toys and books and beds, etc. for a game system is usually given a "nay" vote.
( particulary in that I mention they'd only get to play said system maybe an hour or two a day and THEN what would they do? *grins evilly* )
but I AM told I'm a good fathre, so I have to take the word of those who say so, as I by no means can judge myself in that capacity.
and, even I admit, the words of "I love you" and/or "love you, daddy" from the girls is expression enough that I must be doing SOMEthing right.
ANYways...
on a random aside : no, my life isn't perfect - but, to be fair, I never asked nor expected it to be... I'd actually be worried if it was!
and who wants "perfection" anyways... good gods would the world be a boring place!
Farethee well for now, remember that Life is about Living, and - for the love of gods - LICK THAT UNICORN (after all, it tastes like rootbeer!)
- thom / Wolfox
