ho hum

blogging from the bathroom again.....

Actually, I am in the living room right now but I did the "THINKING" in the bathroom.
So that still counts as bathroom blogging, right?
And I know you are thinking it.
But NO, I was not on the toilet deep in BLOGGY THOUGHTS.
I was actually in the bathtub.
come to think of it
I am not one of those "read in the bathroom" types.
Really, I'm not.
I need focus, concentration....that kind of stuff.
Oh, that probably falls in the TMI department, huh?
Oh well.

Today I give you :
MY THOUGHTS from the bathtub
This is some DEEP stuff.
You have been warned.

Thought #1

The other night I was in the bathtub and noticed my cat's paw underneath the bathroom door. I started talking to her.....ya know, stuff like "Mommy loves MEW MEW" (her name said twice), "Mew is so pretty" and "Mommy loves her stinky cat." I was trying to get her to acknowledge me. She never did. When I opened the door, she was nowhere in sight.
I had been talking to a sock. Wanna know what's sad? I almost fell for that same trick tonight.
Come to think of it....Why hasn't anyone picked up that sock?

Thought #2

Lil Princess had a bike wreck this evening. I watched the entire ordeal. I saw her wobble to the left, wobble to right and then back to the left before she went down. She laid there for a minute SCREAMING (and I mean SCREAMING). When I reached her there was blood and guts everywhere. As I got closer, I could hear her saying that she was dying. She was also yelling "I love my daddy so much." I guess she wanted to say that one last time?
I scooped her up and ran to the nearest house. HELP ME! My kid is dying.....
PLEASE SOMEONE HE-ELLLLP!
Lil Princess was still screaming "I am going to die."
Oh, ok....half of that stuff I made up. However, she was screaming and saying that she was going to die.
I am thinking about putting her through auditions to be on a soap opera.
She could SOOO be on a soap.

the real injury : a barely scraped knee
barely scraped as in it wasn't scraped enough to draw blood

Speaking of guts....
I really hate that word.

Thought #3

If we ever have another kid, I would really like to name it Sookie.
Then I could say "Ahhhh, SOOKIE SOOKIE".
I like saying that.
I've never known anyone with the name SOOKIE (Well, except the one on tv).
When I was younger, I remember knowing a SNOOKIE. (Hey, I live in the SOUTH) but never a Sookie.

Thought #4

Don't ya hate it when you turn the tv on only to find that someone FAILED to turn the volume down.
Uhhhh kind of like visiting blogs that have music playing and you forgot that your speakers are on FULL BLAST?? Yeahhhhh

Ok, that's my thoughts.
They may be crazy but they are all mine.

blogging from the bathroom

OH BEHAVE!

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It's not what YOU THINK.
Confession Time: Sometimes I tell the family that I am going to the ahem "ladies room" to ....
well you know
When really I am going in there to hide.
to relax
to think
to dream
TO BLOG or surf the internet
I lock the door and just sit there.
AHHHHH

Well, today I am doing that.
This post is coming LIVE from my bathroom.
You see, there are 8 kids in the other part of the house.
(Only 3 are my own)
I have been babysitting them for two weeks now.
I need a break.
They are driving me NUTS.
So, here I am . . .
hiding
IN THE BATHROOM.
The cat just left the door.
She scratched, then meowed and then she stuck one of her paws underneath the door.
She knows where I hide.
She tries to hide too.
I can't blame her.
I just skimmed through my new Betty Crocker Cookies & Bars magazine.
(lots of yummy cookies to look at)
Yep, I looked at and thought of FOOD in the Bathroom.
That has to be wrong in so many ways, right?
Oh well.
I've also been sitting here staring at one empty toilet paper roll.


Don't worry . . .
There's a full roll on top of the empty one though.
Someone was just too lazy to swap them.
Oh well.
I just heard a kid.
It was the princess.
She is calling me.
OH NO.
She came to the door.
I did not make a sound.
Maybe she will go away?
MAYBE NOT
Oh well.
I am not coming out.