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Doesn't anyone believe in Dear Diary anymore? What happened to the joy of putting actual pen to paper? And why does every ordinary Jane and John think they can write well enough to burden the world with their scribblings? It’s a mystery that badly needs solving. My first entry contains my thoughts about blogging and will set your expectations. The rest will probably be stream of consciousness garbage, much like you’ll find on any other blog. Perhaps we will both come away enlightened.

Sunday, January 06, 2008

Home Again Home Again Jiggity Jig

As the title suggests, the Anatagonist family is back from our trip North.

Saying good-bye was hard. Damn hard. And it gets harder every time I have to do it.

But although I love my family like crazy, and I miss them every single day when I am apart from them, twelve days crammed into a small-ish house with one bathroom and two other adults who are used to a rather sedate life, (one of whom is thoroughly unaccustomed to and wholly disinclined toward compromise of any kind) is a mixed bag of nuts.

So we are glad to be home.

We did have a great time though.

Fortuitously, there was an abundance of snow, which thrilled my boys to no end. My brother-in-law suggested to Husband that they take our boys and oldest nephew on a trip to Navarino Mountain which was my boys' first experience with snow sports of any kind, since there has been no snow on previous Christmas visits since the boys were very small.

They stuck to tubing, since the skiing and snow boarding required some instruction courses, and because I did not relish the thought of ending up in the emergency room, or having to travel 900 miles home with a kid in a cast.

Nevertheless, they were amazed and impressed and had the time of their lives. They have refused to remove the lift tickets from their zippers, and are anxious to show them off when they return to school.

There is more to tell, of course, but we are all exhausted and a little slap happy from 15 hours of interstate travel.

I will say this...Indiana is one looooooooong ass state with nothing much interesting to look at, with the exception of two large gas tanks lying side by side which are painted convincingly, if rather predictably, like twin ears of corn.

Husband and I are particularly worn out as we have spent 12 nights sleeping together in a teeny tiny little bed that curiously, slopes downward on either side from a peak in the middle. Normally we sleep separately due to Husband's snoring, on beds that are deliciously expansive and satisfyingly flat.

The last two hundred miles always seem like two thousand, and this trip was no exception. The boys were remarkably well behaved, but not surprisingly, around that two hundred mile mark, things began to deteriorate rapidly as fatigue, irritability and boredom reached their pinnacle.

The trip was probably the most difficult for Pre-Pubescent One, who was not allowed to play video games during the 900 mile journey.

Apparently, he did a lot of thinking during the ride, becase at one point, just when we were all at the very height of irascibility, he said,

"Hey Mom, did you know that mules can't have babies?"

"Uhhhh, what? Of course they can. If they couldn't, there wouldn't be any more mules."

Husband interjected, "No, babe, it's true. A horse and a donkey can make a mule, but mules are sterile."

In my already rather disgruntled state of mind, that really irritated me. What a stupid thing to do. And for what purpose?

"Well what the hell is the point of that??" I asked.

There was a moment of silence and then Pre-Pubescent One said,

"Well you see Mom, when a horse and a donkey love each other very very much....."

I didn't want to laugh, I really didn't. But I just couldn't help it. And punchy as we all were, everyone else cracked up as well. Then the mood was lightened enough to get us the last 200 miles in peace. Thank God.

And when at last we pulled into our own driveway and laid our heads upon our own pillows, it was very, very good.

I hope everyone out there in blogland had a wonderful holiday and a peaceful, happy New Year.

27 Comments:

  • At 2:52 PM, Blogger Mitzi Green said…

    that is one hilarious story. PPO has a wicked sense of humor.

    (and yes, he and your husband are correct. i only know this because my in-laws, for reasons unknown, have a mule.)

     
  • At 3:10 PM, OpenID wheelsonthebus said…

    They are right about the mule...

    All the teens in my high school would leave on their lift tickets. It was some sort of fashion statement.

    And this line: "two other adults who are used to a rather sedate life." Yeah, I know that story!!

    Emily

     
  • At 3:13 PM, Blogger Amy Y said…

    Welcome home, Mama! There's nothing like sleeping in your own bed, eh?
    I LOVE tubing by the way... it's fun and relatively danger~free. Yippee!! :)

     
  • At 3:32 PM, Blogger jen said…

    BA, just yesterday i was wondering if you were ever coming the hell back. I've missed you. and i am so glad you are back and had a wonderful time. but mostly, that you are back.

     
  • At 3:35 PM, Blogger flutter said…

    BA is back!!! YAY!!

    and with a mule story. My heart is full.

     
  • At 4:56 PM, Blogger Polgara said…

    Glad to see you back, i;m usually a bit of a lurker but i missed your posts!
    PPO has a great sense of humour lol
    Pol x

     
  • At 6:13 PM, Blogger Callista said…

    Lol that's hilarious! Thanks for sharing.

     
  • At 7:28 PM, Blogger Mac and Cheese said…

    Your kid is too funny. Not only that, but I learned something about mules today! Thanks.

     
  • At 7:40 PM, Blogger Freddie Sirmans said…

    Just browsing the internet. You have a very, very interesting blog. great blog.

     
  • At 8:21 PM, Blogger Mrs. Chicky said…

    The next time I see a mule, or a horse or donkey for that matter, i'm going to crack up laughing.

    So glad you're back! You were missed.

     
  • At 8:42 PM, Blogger Magi said…

    Welcome home. It sounds like we headed in opposite directions for the holidays, though you were gone longer than we.

     
  • At 9:35 PM, Anonymous AA said…

    hahahaha!! I did know that about Mules- but then I know way too much stuff about animal reproduction - especially equine reproduction. I love his explanation to you though.

    My son spent 9 hours in the car without his PSP this holiday too. Oh yeah, and another 5 on this last trip. If only some of this would work!

     
  • At 10:10 PM, Blogger cndymkr said…

    Yeah!! You're back. I've been checking in every few hours. I had no idea about the sterility of mules. My 11 yo son has also lost use of the electronics for a little while. We've been doing a lot of board games after his homework is done. I sometimes feel as if I'm the one being punished. Oh well, glad to hear you had a good time and I can't wait to hear more about the trip.
    jean

     
  • At 10:36 PM, Blogger anne said…

    Glad to hear you had a nice trip.

    I, too, had the pleasure of driving all the way across Indiana but, unfortunately, did not have the pleasure of seeing the corn-on-the-tanks.

    Great mule story.

     
  • At 10:49 PM, Blogger painted maypole said…

    ass humor, of a much better kind. excellent.

    welcome back.

    and you are SO right about indiana.

     
  • At 12:34 AM, Blogger thailandchani said…

    Glad you are back, too!

    Great story.. and of course, they're right about the mules. :)

     
  • At 7:52 AM, Blogger Leigh said…

    So glad that you are home safe and sound! I kept checking back here out of habit while you were gone, and then clicking off sadly when I remembered that you were on vacation. (My memory...it is apparently not what it used to be.) Love the mule story!

     
  • At 8:36 AM, Blogger Avalon said…

    So glad you all made it back safe and sound.

     
  • At 12:36 PM, Blogger we_be_toys said…

    Wow - having your pre-teen give YOU the sex talk - priceless!
    Glad you're back and had a good time - I SO know what you mean about sharing a tiny bed at the parental units' abode - stretch out baby - you're home!!!

     
  • At 1:18 PM, Blogger Natalie said…

    Ligers (offspring of a lion and a tiger) are also sterile. Sterility often happens when two different species who have enough genetic similarity to procreate have offspring.

    Another interesting tidbit, mule is where the term mulatto came from. It was posited that black and white people were two different species so their offspring were thought to be similar to mules. The negative connotations of the word are reason the term bi-racial has come into use.

     
  • At 2:21 PM, Blogger Lisa said…

    Glad you returned safely! Priceless conversations for sure!

     
  • At 2:29 PM, Blogger Life As I Know It said…

    Ha! That is an excellent car-ride story.
    Count me in the 'had no idea mules were sterile' camp...

     
  • At 3:42 PM, Blogger Jen M. said…

    Happy homecoming and Happy New Year!

     
  • At 5:19 PM, Blogger sltbee69 said…

    I'm so glad you are back! And 2 days earlier than you originally said. Out of habit, I automatically checked and got a pleasant surprise. I'm glad you all made it home safe and sound.

     
  • At 2:40 PM, Anonymous gurukarm said…

    Hah! see what happens when you teach them being gay is ok - all the whackos are going to be right on your case, girl (the ones who insist gay marriage will lead to the legalization of animal/human s.e.x. - I got blindsided by one of those petitions one day outside the local grocery store here in MA) :-)

    Love the drollness of his comment!

     
  • At 3:05 PM, Blogger Rebecca said…

    ::snort::

    I love kids...they're God's little stand up comedians.

     
  • At 10:02 PM, Blogger Fairly Odd Mother said…

    I just learned that about mules recently! Love PPO's joke!! And, welcome back! You've been missed.

     

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