Shopping Tantrums

You know those times when you either have no choice but to bring your child with you shopping — or if you're like me, you have days when you have absolutely nothing to do, so for some bizarre reason you think bringing your child with you to the shops is a good idea — and then at some point he just freaks out about something small, like when the shopping bag falls off his shoulder, but then he keeps fiddling around with it so that it keeps falling off, and the whining just grows after each time, and then after the 50th time, you just say, "OH MY GOD, ENOUGH!"and you bite your tongue because the general shopping public doesn't need to know just how large your obscene vocabulary is (and I guess neither does your kid), and your kid is standing in the middle of the store shrieking at the top of his lungs.

Yeah, in hindsight, the the other shoppers probably wouldn't even have heard your cursing over your kid's banshee-like screams.

(Probably the worst run-on sentence of my life, but screw it, it's been a rough day.)

I've been MIA (or What Happens When Moms Get Addicted to Video Games)

I've severely neglected this blog for the last few weeks. I have no good excuse. Unless you count the determination to finish a video game a good thing? But take that, Dead Island! I'm done with you now!

It's been a long time since I've gotten into a video game; the last being BioShock in 2007 while I was pregnant with my son. I would have loved to continue playing World of Warcraft, but I just didn't have the time or energy to commit to it. What works best for me are games I just pick up whenever (like when my kid goes down for a nap) and put down whenever (like when he wakes up).

Tomorrow, however, might mean a new game for me. Elder Scrolls: Skyrim is coming out!

I do hope to not be as obsessed with this one though. There are some things going on (and coming up) in my life that I would like to share and write about, so I hope to find the time and motivation to keep writing.

Give the Moon to You

Occasionally, my son says some pretty random things to which my immediate response can only be to stare and blink at him. Things like, "I wanna wissen to Wady Gaga!" or "My butt 'tinky. Peas fix it!"

Lately, kiddo's been talking about going up to the moon in a rocket ship — undoubtedly inspired by a children's story app I recently downloaded on my iPad called Moon Secrets (iTunes link). In the story, there's an astronaut that sits on the moon to eat a sandwich. Maybe it's just coincidence, but ever since I got this app, my son's been saying, "I gonna fwy up to duh moon and bwing duh moon to you!"

It makes absolutely no sense and I can't even really say how he came up with it, but it's one of the sweetest things anyone has ever said to me.

Down Time (Few and Far Between)

This week I feel like I've failed on my promise to write more. I have posts that have been stewing in my head, but I haven't been able to find time to sit down to write. Mostly because this was the first week my son was out of school, so I just haven't had much "free" time. Plus! Keeping him out and/or busy wears on me, so the only thing I've been wanting to do at the end of the day is play some Sudoku. Oh, and his regular sitter has also been out of town AND he only napped (I think) one or two days this past week.

Excuses, excuses!

That said, I wish there were easier ways to blog from my iPad. Writing is easy enough, but when I want to add photos, I feel slowed down by not having a mouse. I might have to give that a try though, since my iPad pretty much goes to bed with me. I'd take my laptop to bed, but it gets hot and the battery drains way too quickly. Also, more cumbersome than an iPad.

Saturday Distractions

We had to get out of the house earlier, so we ended up at one of the local malls. I don't know how long these rides have been there, but they're new to us, and my little thrill-seeking was absolutely ECSTATIC about the "roller coaster" simulator.

Thankfully, he was appeased with two rounds. At a buck per ride, I really didn't want to spend more than $2 in one go. "You can ride again next time," I told him. To my surprise, he didn't fight me. (Of course, actually getting out of the mall was a whole other issue — one that involved plenty of stalling because he just had to "look" at this or that.)