I feel rejected.
In other news, today I shared my box of assorted chocolates with the children after dinner. Susie screamed at Brian for 10 full minutes after he selected the chocolate she claims she wanted (believe me, she didn't want it until he had it). So I took away her chocolate privileges for the evening. She screamed louder. I can't believe the windows didn't shatter.
Rachel feels important because she has an ENT appointment tomorrow. Larry and I have chosen not to explain to her what an adenoidectomy is. Ignorance is indeed bliss.
This afternoon David tried to elucidate for me the difference between a hard drive and RAM. I pretended to understand. He also walks around using words like "compiler" and "Objective C." I'm thinking he should be able to get foreign language credits for knowing this stuff, right?
A stinkbug fell on my head this evening. I managed to stop screaming after 10 minutes or so. As mentioned before, Ma Ingalls I'm not.
Ok, the reason I haven't followed you until now is because...I don't follow anyone. And that's because I didn't know how to follow someone. But just now, I bit the proverbial technology bullet, and figured it out. So you may have lost a (lame) follower, but you just gained me. :) Now I know how to follow people! Excuse me while I embark on my new career as a stalker...
ReplyDeleteThank you for the reassurance that it's not just my children that (1) only want something after, or because, someone else chooses it and (2) scream long and loud enough to shatter eardrums, if not windows.
ReplyDeleteWhen my six year old screams, the pitch gets so high that she actually sets off the doorbell. What bliss for us. As for the follower, some people just don't like to laugh...but not me! Kudos!
ReplyDeleteI've totally done the chocolate taking away thing. Or was it ice cream? Or pie? I dunno. But I've had to do it. It's almost better than grounding. I get some kind of sick satisfaction out of seeing that look on their face when they realize that I had the unmitigated gall!!!
ReplyDeleteAh babe, brush it off. Followers doesnt equal an entertaining blog. I should know; I officially have 5. And look at me. Funny. Clever. Unfamous!
ReplyDeletePS Way to go with the limit-setting on your daughter. Give in to screaming? Only if you want to give her your entire box of chocs. My experience in the parenting leads me to the following axiom: Screaming is followed by Obedience. Obedience is good. xx
Sounds like another day in paradise... or should I say a typical day at MY house!
ReplyDeleteI have so few followers I am paranoid someone will un-follow me! Ha! (Crazy, huh?) It's almost like being unfriended on Facebook.
You need to get head lice. I gained a follower after posting about our lousy situation.
ReplyDeleteUnfollowed? Probably an anti-semite.
ReplyDeleteI think I'll start offering chocolates just so I have something to take away.
I think it was the stink bug that fell on your head. It was a follower, but you didn't love it enough.
ReplyDeleteIt's funny how the size of our follower list is so important to the blogging community, even for someone with 220 followers! Congratulations on that by the way, I only have four. But I've recently been thinking that I would rather have four loyal readers than a million people who only followed me because I followed them first. As to whether or not my four readers are actually loyal this is probably highly debatable....
ReplyDeleteAs for the kids, at 23 I still want things other people have just because they have them... I keep hoping to outgrow this someday but it's not looking good.
I am done following you on google reader since you now make me click out of it to read. Seriously, that is soooo annoying.
ReplyDeleteI hate losing Followers. That is absolutely sad times.
ReplyDelete~Luke
Sometimes I think I've lost a follower, but then later, I go back and they're there again! It's Blogger. They don't like us too feel to secure as bloggers.
ReplyDeleteI will not even tell you what flew into my hair last week. Okay, I will.
Here in Florida, we have something called palmetto bugs. It's just a nice word for big-ass cockroaches that fly. They live in the palmetto bushes which in Florida are everywhere. We were in the pool and I head this buzzing and yes, flew into my hair and just started getting all tangled up. And I was screaming and tearing at my hair, which was making it become even more tangled and I could hear it buzzing and I'm still not over it.
I imagine the harmony of you and Susie screaming together--for different reasons, of course, but creating a lovely cacophony of sound!
ReplyDeleteFollowers. Pfft. Who needs 'em?
How could you ever think you're not all that as a mom? You shared your chocolates. 'Nuf said.
ReplyDeleteGuess what? You talked me into "following" someone's site. Yes, I was afraid to try too but now, I'm sure that I can do anything! So see, lose one, pick up a few. I'll be back soon. Your Friend, m.
ReplyDeleteI confess, I don't even know how following works. My version of following is in my bookmarks. I have a whole long list, some I check every day, and others I check when I have some time. Happy to say yours is one I check every day, because I can relate to almost everything you say, and you say it the way I would if I wrote as well as you do.
ReplyDeleteSee, this is why I don't have a blog...
Oh, man. Every blogger has been there. You're all, "Wait, what did I do wrong?" And they're all, "Sorry, we're off to find a blog with more vomit."
ReplyDeleteAnd on days like that, you NEVER share your box of chocolates.
I don't think I have any followers, probably because I am not interesting and I rarely update.
ReplyDeleteOoooh...you are one bad motha'.
ReplyDeleteChocolate privileges! say you would NEVER do that.
I for one am sticking with you till the last dang day on earth.
I'll never quit you.
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