I just got an email from a friend. He and I inquire on each other's lives about every three months. He asked me, "What's up?" and I told him about Boy. And I told him about Husband's surprise ER visit. My friend said that he didn't need to know about Husband's ER visit and my news about Boy is repetitive.
So I told him my life isn't that interesting so I don't have a lot to say.
Why do people expect that things would get suddenly interesting? Like in the midst of exhaustedly being a Stay at Home Mom, I'd become CEO of a corporation. It's not a stretch when it comes to responsibilities but I don't think that Yahoo! would be asking for me to take over for Terry Semel because I can change Boy's diaper while he is asleep on his stomach.
So people, when you ask your Mommy friends "what's up?" and hear about their kids, the stain they still can't get out of the rug, don't say "same old shit, different day" to them. We are aware that our lives are friggin' boring compared to jousting the corporate black knights each day or jaunting to Miami Beach for a week for a Cuban festival.
Uh oh. Boy sounds like he's got a nasty case of diarrhea in his diaper...
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