Don't Bite The Hand That Microwaves For You

As of dinner last night, I have officially lowered the bar so far I can step over it.  I had planned on making Easy Mac for the kids (3 minutes, 30 seconds in microwave), but didn’t allot enough time before meltdown so I had to scurry to make hot dogs (23 seconds in microwave).  Having to serve hot dogs because there wasn’t enough time to serve anything else is ridiculous.  I’m totally getting a more powerful microwave tomorrow.

My recent parenting woes such as this stems in large part from the fact that since I started blogging a month ago I have not had much time for anything else.  I have not read the paper or watched TV.  I have no more free time for family and friends, and I'm only continuing to raise my children for more blogging fodder.  If I changed the focus of my blog from “parenting satire” to “chicken coups in the midwest” I would totally abandon my kids and wouldn't even give it a second thought.  Nobody's giving the chickens a second thought.

Second only to my selfless concern for poultry is my increasing concern that my daughter will never grow hair.  This child is pushing two and at the current rate she won't need a haircut until hell freezes over, and with global warming, it's really hard to say when that'll be.  Intellectually I realize this is unlikely, but if I didn't overreact to something at least once a week I would totally lose my sense of self.

 

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