Saturday, November 5, 2011

Freaky Friday

Well, the tens of you around the world that read this little blog daily will be happy to know that I had a very nice conversation with HF on Friday.  All is well, we are officially on the same page and I, the Siren Sex Goddess, am content.

For now.

I may or may not have mentioned this- frankly, going back and checking involves opening too many windows - my oldest is out of the Army now and has moved back home for a bit.  So I now have a 22-year old in addition to a 12-year old in my house.  My baby has come home to me.  Evenings of Rockwell-esque family time abound.

Screeeeaaaaccchhhhh.

Well, there have been a few CHANGES in my house since my oldest left home 3 1/2 years ago.  Mommy is no longer married; Mommy is now single.  Mommy likes to go out with her friends and have fun.  My oldest hasn't quite adjusted to this little factoid yet.

Case in point - last night:

(Scene - the living room of the Siren Sex Goddess, 5:30 p.m. on a Friday evening on a kid-free weekend)

SSG:  Okay, son, I'm going out.  Don't wait up.

SON:  Okay mom - have a good time!

(Scene - same place, 9:00 Saturday morning.  Bleary-eyed SSG finally decides to get out of bed.)

SSG:  Good morning, my dear son!

SON:  Good morning.  (Raises eyebrow at SSG) What time did you get home?

SSG:  (remembering exactly what time she got home) Oh, I don't really know....

SON:  Well, I went to bed at 11:30, and you weren't home yet.

SSG:  When I got home, you were SNORING.  And I told you not to wait up.

SON:  (crossing arms over chest) So, what were you doing?

SSG:  I WAS OUT!

SON:  Doing what?

SSG:  (stomps off into kitchen to get a bowl of cereal) GAWD!

Such is my life.  For your information, dearest reader, I was at LB's, watching a rather lousy movie and eating Red Vines.  But I wasn't going to tell HIM that, because he's my kid, and it's none of his business.  Besides, if he really wants to know what I'm doing, he should read my blog.

6 comments:

  1. That is pretty hilarious. But more importantly, where are you with your novel?

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  2. Queenie - you would be amazed at my progress. Absolutely astounded. Your jaw would gape open and flies would buzz into your mouth. You wouldn't believe it.

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  3. Excellent! I can't wait to read your rough draft. You'll email it to me on Dec 1, won't you?

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  4. of course! absolutely!

    ~cough

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  5. Mm-hm. Sure.

    Sorry we never got back in touch with eachother... William's Mom's house... OY. She had food in the cabinets that had expiration dates of 2006. And older. She had a bowl of SOMETHING on the counter that had been there (it was hidden under a towel) that cause both Fave and me to start gagging. I think it was collards.

    We really need to have someone in there during the week to help keep up...

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  6. Awesome! I'll be waiting on pins and needles. :)

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