I skipped a day….
Forgive me, Oh Internet Goddess of Nablopomo… it is yet early, and I have not yet perfected the art of saving up posts for those days where there is nary a moment to pee, let alone post something of literary significance on my blog.
I offer up this not yet fully formed snippet as an offering to appease thee:
Beez: “Hi Mom, what are you doing?”
Me: “Hi sweetie, Um… (driving, texting, dropping off a contract, stopping to tell a client something they don’t want to hear…) Nothing,…”
Beez: “I need your help to buy Marci a coat.”
Me: (A coat? Doesn’t she have a coat? What the hell does an independent North Dakota single mom need with a coat?) “OK, where, and when?”
Beez: “Well, not for another 30 minutes.”
Me: (Phew, I can handle this…) “Cool, call me when you want to leave… oh, hey? By the way, What does Marci need with a coat?”
Beez: “We’ll talk about that later …K?”
Me: (…Later?!? Whadya mean Later? What can’t you tell me now? What does later mean? What do you mean ‘we’ll talk about THAT later…what is THAT?) “K, Bye.”