Thursday, August 25

Whenever I come home, people ask my about my relationship status


Tavi's been making me feel real good lately.
That is not real.
He is making me feel inferior to my mother and unsuccessful in the man department.
A 5 year old should not make me wonder what I am doing wrong.

Example 1:
Tavi knocks on the door with flowers.
Tavi: These are for her {meaning my mom}. They are not for you. They are always for her.

I wish someone would bring ME flowers.

Example 2:
Tavi: Wait, why aren't you a mommy? Where are your babies? Do you have a husband?
Me: Nope, I'm not a mommy and I'm not married.
Tavi: Well why don't you have a husband?
Me: I can't find one.
Tavi: Have you checked your church? I bet you could find a good husband at your church.

Yeah, it SOUNDS like a good plan. But it's not really worked these past few years.

Example 3:
Tavi: Are you sure you're not a mommy? Because you have poky legs and crazy hair like my mommy and Michee {Michee is what he calls my mom.}

Sorry I forgot to shave my legs, kid.

Geez.
This I've not been asked these sorts of questions...um...ever?
Oh 5 year olds.

But he's real cute.

Monday, August 22

Waffles


Guys. My new favorite video.
Samuel showed it to me and I cannot stop laughing.
I think that I've watched it more than 20 times in the past few days.






He ate a jellyfish.
A jellyfish!
Ah.
I love it.

I love Julian Smith.
He is so cute.

Thursday, August 4

Dear 3 am, we should really stop meeting this way. I'd much rather sleep with you.

I know I should be asleep, but my new roomies have been keeping me up late.
Ok, they're not really my roomies.
Just my neighbors.
But they are fab.

Also, Imany.
Get in my ear.
Please and thank you.

Monday, August 1

"Yeah, well it's boring now, isn't it? They're boring-ers! They're blue... boring-ers!"



Last night, I asked my roommate what she was doing.
Her answer led me to a conversation that astounded me.

Roomie: "I'm playing MarioCart because I'm bored."
Me: "What? Bored? How are you bored?"
Roomie: "Whenever I'm not with people, I'm bored. I'm bored whenever I'm alone."
Me: "WHAT?! HOW?! I DO NOT UNDERSTAND."

I do not think that I have ever been bored in my whole life.
How does one become bored?
Who even invented boredom?
Bored of what?
What is there possibly to be bored of when you are alone?

I love being alone.
I am so entertaining to myself!
There is so much to think about!
There is so much to do!

This quote by Louis CK sums it up what I think perfectly:

"I’m bored’ is a useless thing to say. I mean, you live in a great, big, vast world that you’ve seen none percent of. Even the inside of your own mind is endless; it goes on forever, inwardly, do you understand? The fact that you’re alive is amazing, so you don’t get to say ‘I’m bored."
— Louis CK

Yeah yeah yeah!

On the title: {Points if you know what it's from} You do not have a blue boring-ers in your life. Do not press them. Do not make things boring. It's a choice.



Also, here is some good advice for your Monday: