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Saturday, December 24, 2005
I'm -- not -- really -- your -- procrastinating -- Mommy
In the annals of my family history, there is an incident that still stands out vividly in the minds of everyone involved. My brother, my dad, and I were tooling down the road in our pickup truck -- I was maybe eight so my brother was maybe ten -- when my dad, who likes a practical joke as much as the next guy, turned to us and said in this Frankenstein-ish voice, "I'M ... NOT ... REALLY ... YOUR ... DADDY ... I'M ... REALLY ... AN ... ALIEN...!" I think the response was more than he bargained for, as my brother was groping for the door handle in preparation for jumping out of the moving truck.
I tried this on my kids, in a watered-down form, and they just laughed. Today, however, if I said it to, say, my mom, or my sister-in-law, or my high-school chemistry teacher, they would totally fall for it. Why? Because I, who never did my homework if there was something more pressing (like, say, staring out the window at a blank wall) to do, who never have all the projects to put in the fair that I say I will, who occasionally still show up to a Bible study without a chapter summary because I put it off till the last minute -- I have all my Christmas ducks in a row a full day ahead of time.
I know. I should have warned you so you could have been sitting down. I'm sorry. But the sewing projects are done (have been for almost a week), the presents are wrapped, everything's sitting nicely under the tree waiting for tomorrow morning. All I have to do today is bake a cheesecake in case C is well enough to go to her immunocompromised grandmother's house for Christmas dinner tomorrow, and then tonight I have to fill T's stocking, and that's all. I could conceivably be in bed at nine or some totally unnatural hour like that.
That is, if I don't decide to stick to my original resolution to have that dratted typing project done before Christmas. But maybe I'll just put that off.
Comments
Or, say you want to like, um...I don't know, CHAT or play scrabble or something tonight. I'M not doing anything...
Posted by: jenn at December 24, 2005 07:43 PM
LOL about the "alien" story! Poor kids, but it *does* make a good story. ;o)
Congratulations on getting it all done early! I, on the other hand, was wrapping my last few presents late on Christmas Eve, right after I finished one of them! And I'm supposed to be working on the last-minute details of a slide show right now!!
Posted by: Michael at December 25, 2005 05:36 AM
Wow, I'm impressed. Had I known earlier, I would have invited you over to help with the knitting.
Posted by: Kat with a K at December 25, 2005 06:37 PM
Not quite the same as the "alien" story, but you'll probably relate.
My son, when he was around 8, told me in all seriousness, "Mom, my backpack is a portal to another dimension." On further questioning, "Yes, for real. I put my homework in there and when I look, it isn't there anymore!"
yeah.
Posted by: Ellen at December 25, 2005 08:14 PM
I had Michael beat! I finished wrapping Christmas morning! LOL! How silly is that??!!
Posted by: debi at December 27, 2005 08:18 AM
I had Michael beat! I finished wrapping Christmas morning! LOL! How silly is that??!!
You finished wrapping...pretty good.
I just stuffed a few last things in stockings.
Posted by: Ellen at December 28, 2005 06:51 AM
I think this entry is misfiled...you need an "awesome things Rachel does" category. :)
Posted by: Kristen at December 28, 2005 02:12 PM
