Whew! Mrs. Hillbilly Mom is tired this evening, my friends. Tired. Like a hipster doofus who falls asleep in a hot tub, which shorts out the electricity to the building, forcing Jean Paul the marathon runner to oversleep.
We pulled into the garage this afternoon, and The Pony gathered up our various educational accouterments to haul into the house. I reached up to close the garage door as The Pony climbed out of the back seat behind me.
"What did you do that for?"
"What?"
"Why did you open the back? I have all the stuff. We don't have groceries."
"Um. Because I thought I was hitting the garage door closer."
The Pony snorted. "That's a logical mistake, I guess. Heh, heh, heh."
"We shall never speak of this again."
Still. It's not as bad as that time I stepped into the shower with my socks still on. Or when I put the frozen pizza in the oven on that round cardboard thingy. Sleep deprivation is not a good look on Mrs. Hillbilly Mom.
3 comments:
Soon, in one year and a couple of months, you will be able to sleep all day...
I am hearing Nick Jonas' most recent hit song right now...
I have done the cardboard pizza thing .... more than once. I can usually turn it around and make it be the fault of He Who. It does make me wonder what has happened to my sharp mind of yesteryear. Of all the things I've lost, I miss my mind the most.
Sioux,
I just might do that. And stay up all night.
I am not familiar with this Jonas fellow, but I think he's one of those hairy brothers. My BFF Google says a recent hit is "Jealous," which would be you, Madam. But another recent single is "Teacher," which could also be you. If it wasn't made before 1995, I don't have much use for it.
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Kathy,
Of course such an act is not OUR fault! We do it because our minds are so full of everything we have to remember for everybody else.
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