Category Archives: Distractions

Distracted And… I Don’t Know

I REALLY miss gardening. That was my only me-time to let off steam and relax.

I have no clue as to what to write about today.

I haven’t started the book I decided on.  I finished my DS game and haven’t started a new one.

I don’t even want to write a review on the DS game I was playing because I wasn’t that into it.  The dialogue annoyed me, and I had no interest in the cut scenes, so I skipped through them.  Instead of enjoying the game, I rushed through it as fast as I could.

I haven’t watched any movies in awhile because I don’t have time.

And the new show I’m watching with my daughter and son, I posted on our Facebook page.

Today is supposed to be about distractions – media in particular.  I do feel distracted today though.

There are dishes in the sink that seem to never go away.  I thought I just did laundry yet I see more laundry to be done.  As I look around our super small house, I see a myriad of things that need to get done, and I don’t know where to start.

I tried to let my dogs out to pee about 20 minutes ago.  It’s been raining, and one of my dogs hates to go outside when it’s wet.  I opened the door, and she took one look and went back inside.

She normally holds it.

I closed the door and turned around.  Suddenly, I heard a sound like something-

(My toddler just had me read the same book to her six times in a row right now.)

Anyway, my dog crapped on the floor a little while ago.  I’m so glad I don’t have carpet.


No, I’m not sitting here reading to my toddler while dog crap is on the floor.  I cleaned it up about an hour ago.  I tried not to get too mad at my dog because she’s getting up there in years.

My toddler is asking for sweet potatoes that I just put on a plate for her and have just realized that one of the dogs ate it while I was reading to her.

We keep the cats in the garage at night.  At this point, I may just feed them and keep them in there.  They are extraordinarily annoying cats.

Three hours later, the dishes are mostly done.  I define “done” as cleaned, dried, and put away.  They’re clean, and that’s good enough right now.  The house is vacuumed, including my toddler’s play areas.  All my kids have been fed breakfast.  My teens are working on their schoolwork, and my toddler is down for her nap.

I think I need a nap, too.

Have you ever had one of those mornings?

Conversations With My Teens During Disney Movies

Walt Disney's Cinderella: a Little Golden Book 1981 printingLately, I’ve been trying to collect Disney DVDs for my kids.  It’s mainly to introduce my toddler to them, as my teens have seen most of them when they were younger at my parents’ house.

Those movies are expensive!  They’re not like regular DVDs that lower in price over the years and end up in the $3.99 bin at Walmart or a $1.99 Lightning Deal on Amazon.  Have you seen the ridiculous prices on Amazon?  So I wait for them to re-release and buy them then.

Anyway, my toddler loves watching some of these movies over and over and over… and over… and over again.  After you’ve watched a movie a certain number of times, you stop really watching it and start noticing things.  Questions start to arise.  Realizations are made.  Have you read my Bee Movie post?  Yeah, those types of “Hey… wait a sec…” moments.

Yesterday, we were watching “Cinderella.”  My son suddenly asked, “At what point did Cinderella say to the mice, ‘You know I just can’t take you seriously anymore when you’re standing there naked, talking to me.  I think I’ll make you some clothes.’?”

Last week, we were watching “Finding Nemo.”  Again, my son popped out, “Hey, did you ever notice that ‘Finding Nemo’ is a Disney version of ‘Taken‘?”

“I don’t know who you are.  I don’t know what you want.  If you are looking for ransom, I can tell you I don’t have money.  But what I do have are a very particular set of skills; skills I have acquired over a very long career.  Skills that make me a nightmare for people like you.  If you let my [son] go now, that’ll be the end of it.  I will not look for you; I will not pursue you.  But if you don’t, I will look for you; I will find you; and I will kill you.”

My daughter replied, “No, it isn’t.  Marlin doesn’t go around killing all the fish in his way.”

My son’s response: “I know.  I said the Disney version.”

I’ll have to ponder that one, and maybe write up a post about it.

Who’s BRAD?

I’m a stay at home mom.  I’m a wife and mother, and I do what all stay at home mom’s do.  We go shopping, we take care of the kids, the house, all package deliveries, car issues, garbage day, and other things where we come into contact with people on a daily basis.

One day, I’m talking to my husband about an issue with our sewer system.  The city utility department had come out and sucked everything out of a drain  or something and after they were done I didn’t have any water in all three of our toilets.  There was a really bad smell from gasses escaping. 

I said, “I was talking with Brad, from the city..”, my husband cuts me off RIGHT THERE..”Who is BRAD, and why do you know his name?”  I sigh, and look at him, wondering how he breathes on his own, and said “It was on his NAME TAG”.  So I proceeded to tell him that BRAD had let me know that next time they do whatever it is they were doing, they wouldn’t suck out so much..stuff.

I asked my husband why it bothered him. He said, he didn’t understand how I knew the names of my grocery checkers, my deli lady and my quickie mart guy where I get my coffee EVERY morning for two years.  He said he has no clue what the names of people are, and why do I know?

I had to explain that as the household contact while he is at work all day, one comes to know there neighbors and the people they come into contact with daily or weekly.  I read the name tags.  He just couldn’t get it.

These are the people who help me take care of my family on a daily basis.  Teachers, mailmen, garbagemen (or women) don’t forget my cop friends I used to work with when I was a detective.  HHMMM could it be the detective in me?  Who knows, I just know I know their names and they matter.

Yeah, I had Brad ran..he’s clean. JUST KIDDING!! 

I had them run someone just never know..can’t be too safe..KIDDING!