Let's Talk About Comments

I received a very nice comment from someone dear to me last night. Okay, it was partly nice. ....Mostly nice. It was about 79.9% nice (and to me that's an A+ in the nice department). My roommate came home and I was telling her about my adventures in the basement of my Mom's house. I mentioned the Gameboy, to which she retorted, "Oh! Is that why you have a Gameboy as the picture?"

I was astounded! And amazed! And astonished!

She was already on my blog about to read it. Now that's a good friend to have around. She supports me enough to take the initiative and go to my blog herself. Okay....I think she just knows that if she doesn't read them I'm going to read them to her anyway.

She read this comment to me before posting, but then took my hearty laughter as a sign that I was okay with her posting it. Here is what she wrote on I Hate Mornings:

Shmichelle said...



Hello everyone, I am Kara's room mate. In case you were wondering she is exactly as funny as her blog in real life, if not more. Anyway, I want you all to know that she ended up putting in a movie and slept while her niece watched it (not on purpose of course, she was just tired) I tell you this not to put down Kara at all (if I got to choose an aunt she'd be on my top 5 list) but to exemplify her niece's cuteness. The little angel (not devil) waited through almost the entire movie until her Auntie woke up an hour later and said "Is it ok if I open my Sprite now?"


And of course, Auntie said guiltily "yes"


The moral of the story: Get all the rules on the table before you take a nap.


I'm going to make this even worse for myself. I did fall asleep. Upon waking I asked my niece, "Why didn't you wake me up?!"

To which she replied, "You just looked so peaceful."

Then a few minutes later she asked if it was okay for her to drink her Sprite now. I should tell you that she was also not feeling well. I felt horrible.

Real moral of the story? Don't trust me with your kids. And pick awesome roommates.

I Hate Mornings

Well, the unthinkable has happened. I actually woke up and got out of bed before eight a.m. Don't worry, bloggers, this will not become a common occurrence for me.

My niece is sick, so my sister is keeping her home from school. Unfortunately, she needs to attend class herself so I agreed to watch the little devil for a couple hours this morning.

So, I dragged myself out of bed when I could have just kissed my boyfriend goodbye and kept on sleeping for several more hours. Little girl better know how much love it takes for me to do that.

Until she gets here, I am going to drown myself in coffee, and wonder why the hell the sun is shining like I'm supposed to be happy about being awake.