Friday, November 20, 2009

I’m A Fan

I’m a fan of Tylenol P.M.

Just a half a dose.  It’s non habit forming. 

Especially when I am trying to get back on the exercise routine and can barely walk.

Except when my kids are getting sick and get in bed with you.  I might be in such a fog that I can't tell my kids apart.  Even if the one that is potty training says she needs to go to the bathroom, I might be too tired and just tell her to use her diaper. 


I’m a fan of inviting friends over for dinner.

Except when we have to cancel. 


I’m a fan of a nice quiet day at home.

Except when it’s due to body fluids of any nature. And it’s never actually quiet.


I’m a fan of an unseasonably, beautiful warm day.

Except when I can’t be out to enjoy it.


I’m a fan of saying no.

Especially when it means our schedule will be less chaotic.


I’m a fan of McDonald’s.

Especially when the kids think they really have to beg me to go there. 


I’m a fan of doing things with my kids. 

Except when it involves them watching me exercise and telling me what I could be doing better at 6:00 a.m.  Or when they eat their food very loudly in my ear.


I’m a fan of people watching.

Except when it’s in the pharmacy line at Wal-Mart.  Seriously, you see things you do not want to see there.  I may have tried to gauge my eyes out if I had a sharp instrument and didn’t have to drive home.


I’m a fan of Pepto Bismol.

Except some people think it can cure the stomach flu.  It can’t


I’m a fan of clean carpet.

Except when it has to be cleaned because someone puked Pepto Bismol on it.


I’m a fan of the doctor’s office.

Except when everyone there is coughing and wearing masks.

Especially when your kids are sick and they give you medicine.  And suckers.


I’m not a fan of buying movies. 

Hello, that’s what the library is for.

Except when waiting for a prescription for a really long time and looking for things to do to stay away from the pharmacy. 


I’m a fan of cuddling up to watch a short, funny Christmas movie.

Especially when no one notices I’m  asleep and they all think I’m enjoying it along with them.


I’m a fan of making cookies.

Except when they are peanut butter.  I don’t like those.  Oh wait, yes I do.  Rats.


I’m a fan of letting a sick child sleep with me.

Except my husband does not agree.


I’m not a fan of sleeping on the couch.

Except when I’m a little psychotic about my child’s breathing.


I’m a fan of night time.

Especially the quiet at the end of a long day.


Pixel Perfect said...

I saw your blog on the blogfrog. This is so cute!! I may have to "borrow" this idea. Seriously I was laughing!


Peter and Nancy said...

Ick. We are leading parallel lives. I have had lot of different bodily fluids on me since Thursday, when my youngest started the trip down what we suspect is H1N1 lane . . . Hang in there with your sick ones!

Here's a little laugh for you: I once heard Garrison Keillor talk about having stomach viruses as a kid, and his mom giving him Pepto. He said it didn't work, but at least it turned the vomit pink and made it smell minty. :o)

-- Nancy