Although... one could argue that this is technically a post, I am saying right up front that it isn't a post. It's an Un-Post.
It's a dreary, gray, freezing cold day here in Blognutville, approximately 40 miles outside of Chicago. It's snowing. Yes, you heard me right, I said snow. Yes, it sucks. There's no doubt about it. The good thing is that it will change. Just last weekend I was basking in 70 degree temperatures and playing football outside with the kids. Unfortunately, about the only thing to do outside today is to build a snowman.
However, here inside of Blognut Manor, there is a lot going on, and none of it entertaining. Apparently Girl #2 gave The Boy a basketball hoop for the top of his bedroom door yesterday. While we might be thinking something like, "Hey, that's sweet of her to give him something other than a fat lip," the truth is that the basketball hoop was not Girl #2's to give; it belongs to Girl #1. Girl #1 discovered the treacherous act a few minutes ago and chaos ensued.
Huh? Did you follow the bouncing ball? No matter... suffice it to say that there is a heated discussion taking place upstairs right now and I'm hanging out down here waiting to see if they can work this out on their own. The Boy wants the basketball hoop; Girl #1 doesn't play with it, but doesn't want him to have it either; and Girl #2 is staying out of it entirely. Fortunately for her, neither of the other kids has figured out that she is actually the one that started this anarchy.
That's all right, I haven't forgotten who choreographed this evil little dance solely for her own entertainment. What goes around comes around, kiddo. I know where you live....
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By the way, I was interviewed for the Motherscribe Interview Series, so if you're interested in finding out a little more about what's in my head, go check that out.
(I'll spare you the trouble if you're short on time, there's a sign in my head that says, "Space For Rent," and there are a number of voices knocking around in there, too. Oh, let's don't forget that I have only 1/2 a brain, and you'll probably find Diane in there as well. She's tinkering around in there all the time, I can't control her.)
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It's snowing here in Indy too!!! I refuse to do anything that involves effort to day!
I can't wait to here how the hoop games turn out.
And I can't wait to read your interview.
I am soooo behind on reading my favorite blogs, yours being one of them.
I had an odd urge to declutter myself, er, my house, and I've been sorting and organizing and tossing piles of crap. It must be hormonal. I can't think of any other reason that I'm in this mood. (Hello, Oprah! Hello, Peter Walsh! Thanks for this MOOD.)
I'm taking a break from the sorting and organizing and tossing today. Laura has a play date, so I'm going to read some blogs. YAY!
Anyway, I'll read your interview momentarily. Have a good day!
Frick.
Hear.
I can't wait to hear . . .
This decluttering break has messed with my head.
Are you sure this isn't a post?
For an Un-post, this sure was long winded. It will indeed be interesting to see how this chaos is resolved. The interview sounds like a fun one.. off to read.
That's why my ex left me... he couldn't control me either. Promise you won't leave me, too, k?
PS... I'm pretty sure this was a post. But if you want to call it an un-post, we'll go with that... mainly because I'm gonna steal the whole idea of an un-post really soon.
So glad my first time being here that I was treated to this very post-like un-post! Hope the weather improves soon in the realm of Blognut Manor. How do your kids respond to being numbered? I ask because my Daughter #2 flipped... I had to give her a fancy blog name, "princess Sparkle", a nickname from when she was 3. She is now 13!
KekeLynn, Yeah, me too.
Cheri, You are quite the blogstalker today. Holy Smokes! Anyway, I'll let you know if I need to hide any bodies after the hoop games today, 'cause I haven't forgotten that you offered to help with that once before.
Mo, I'm sure. We're not having this conversation again. We are not!
Dizzblnd, Long winded is what I do. Even when I'm not doing it.
Diane, Never. Never ever. I'll be in the room next to yours at the old folks' home, I swear to God. Steal 'un-post' if you want, I waive copyrights for you, my friend.
Margo, Welcome. The kids don't read my blog so I don't worry too much about the numbering thing.
Blognut,
Wow! I read the interview and your life sounds lovely. I thought some of the questions were too personal but I was impressed with your willingness to answer them. I loved the post about "gross boy" BTW.
I hate to be the one to tell you this... But this was a post.
Pouty, Thanks, it is lovely most of the time. Personal? Meh. Maybe a little, but I'm starting to care less and less about that, and it's a good thing.
Rachel, Why must we fight? Do you always have to have your way? :0)
I believe that chaos ensues when snow interrupts the coming of spring. Yes, it will soon be over. And the giddiness of spring will descend and you'll be writing about all that nuttiness!
It was a delight to interview you! Thank you for your generosity of time and candor.
I enjoyed your interview at Motherscribe!
I've decided this was a post. Sorry!
This is me leaving an UN-comment on your UN-post:
I loved reading the interview- I find myself getting nosier and nosier the more I read about people- but I love it.
If this was a post, I would have said, "I enjoyed this post", but since it's not, I won't.
Plus, I'm not gonna' leave any comment.
enjoyed you 'un' post! sounds like my house!!!:)
I'm about 90 miles outside of Chicago and we got snow too. I thought I was going to fertilize the lawn yesterday. Boy, was I wrong.
Bloggus - That was a fab interview you did - So detailed, so brave - Wonderful and can I say I now love you even more than I did before? As if that were possible!
As for the kids, let them sort it out amongst themselves - It's character-forming - Failing all that take the hoop to work to help ease stress in the office? xxooxx
JCK, Chaos ensues for any number of reasons at my house, but it's all right. Thank you for doing the interview series, it was fun and I am flattered that anyone would care to know my thoughts!
Nora, Thanks! Welcome.
Cate, As said to Mo, and to Rachel, it was not a post. I declared that right up front. You can't make me take it back. It was an un-post and that's all there is to it.
Sherri, Thank you for cooperating with my un-post by leaving your un-comment.
Debbie, If your house sounds like a Turkish Bazaar, then, yes, it does sound like my house.
Blu, I've got 2 dogs, see me if you need fertilizer. You can have as much as you'd like.
Fhi, You're too sweet. I'm just glad that your increased knowledge of my mysterious underpinnings endears me to you, rather than causing you to run screaming into the night.
I did let the kids work out the hoop fight on their own, but now I'm thinking that I really wouldn't mind having it here in my office. Hmmm...
I just went back and read the interview (I forgot about it yesterday :( It was great! I found out some stuff I didn't know... it must have been in your half of the brain. And I love you even more now than I did before!
The interview reminded me of something I meant to tell you the other day... my sister-in-law sent me this video, done at some prestigious school in the US (not sure if it was a private college or a private high school)... this guy was taking a petition around to end Women's Suffrage... all these girls were signing it, not knowing what 'suffrage' meant. The guy kept repeating the word, as if saying it more often would allow it to sink in. It was horrifying! As soon as Ryan got home, we had a vocab lesson!!!! I might have to do a blog post about that!
We actually had some real bonified drop from the sky rain going on early Sunday morning. Sorry it's still snowing there! Enough of that already.
Diane, With all of the time you have spent in my head, I can't imagine what you DIDN'T know already. Look in the corner of my head, behind the sign that says, "Space for Rent," and you'll find whatever you've missed. I'm not clever enough to hide it well.
BTW, I totally love you, too!
Muse, We had real, bonified, drop from the sky ice rain. I win! Crud! I didn't wanna win that one. I'm too competitive for my own good.
If it smells like a post, looks like a post, and walks like a post, it's a post! LOL
So the post that's not a post? well this is not a comment. And you rock anyway. for not velcro-ing your kids to something and leaving them there to argue out the basketball thing. Because Velcro ? My best friend....
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