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Togetherness

in Giggles on April 10, 2020

So, here we are…still inside…still quarantined…still alllll together.

Together.

All of us.

In the same house.

Under the same roof.

For weeks now.

I know…I know…Family is a blessing.  And, I love my family, but cut me some slack…this is the L O N G E S T  Spring Break in history!  My husband used to work in the Oil Patch of West Texas…key word being USED to.  The Oil Patch is all but shut down.  Side note: pray for all the oil field workers.

My kids used to GO to school.  Ahhhh…those were the days.

Now, everyone is here.

ALL

THE

TIME

No one will ever ask OR question a Stay-At-Home-Mom again, “And just what DO you do all day long?” So, I guess that’s one positive thing to come out of this global catastrophe.  I can tell you something else, once this shelter in place thing gets lifted, Moms everywhere, will be RUNNING out of their front doors like Forrest Gump headed toward the dirt road back ‘round his Momma’s house! #weout

I’m sure most families, like mine, are suffering a bit from Cabin Fever.  Those of you with littles at home, I see you.  I still have nightmares, and wake up in cold sweats from when my kids were babies.  This quarantine is just another day in the life for y’all.  For those of us with bigs…it’s a bit of a jolt.

We’re used to our kiddos being away from the house…out on their own…busy with friends…AWAY FROM THE HOUSE…oh, did I say that already?  My oldest moved away to go to college.  Thanks to COVID-19…he came back.  And he brought with him a whole semester and a half of University knowledge that rivals the combined degrees of his father and myself.  How blessed are we to have such a budding genius living under our roof?

Luckily for us, and his younger brother, he used some of that knowledge in a physics demonstration while procrastinating filling the water softener in the garage.  Neither brother wanted to do the task; yet both were told.  Both went into the garage, and proceeded to throw 25 lb sacks of salt at each as though they were mystical gods tossing boulders from on high.

I wish I were kidding.

They left the garage door open, and all could hear was the crashing and smashing of what I prayed were UNOPENED bags of salt slamming into each other, AND the unmistakable sounds of those same bags slamming into and off of the bodies of two warring brothers.  Eventually, the task was accomplished…forty-five minutes later…the boys just waltz through the house like nothing happened.

My sweet daughter has had her share of “antics” around the house…she started a food fight with a SINGLE RASPBERRY masterfully thrown at her older brother, as I stood four feet away.  I really need to give him a bit of credit, he stood his ground, took the attack, and stared her down while dunking an Oreo into a glass of milk.  He looked her square in the eye, and coolly said, “I can ping you real good with this cold, wet Oreo from here.”

”Do it.” Was all she said.

It was like the shootout at the OK Corral.  I would have been moderately interested in how this was going to play out, if Em had not been sitting in front of my new cream-colored couch.  IF Ethan had launched his milk bomb, she would have ducked, dodged and swiftly avoided the hit; my couch would not have been so lucky.  I intervened.  Kids were disappointed; I needed a Valium (I did not have any).

Please don’t think that it is ONLY the children giving me fits.  Oh, no-no-no.  Mr. Louis is doing a bang-up job keeping me very busy.  For starters, for an educated man, he is certainly having a difficult time following directions.  This whole, shelter-in-place thing, is giving him some trouble.  I don’t know if his Aggie is showing, or what the deal is, but he can’t get the hang of Sit and Stay.  I’m gonna see if Amazon can send me an invisible fence, like you would use to train puppies, but I’m going to put the collar on Jeff and the fence around his truck.

Next, and I SINCERELY HOPE I can get the video to upload (it won’t), we watched Tangled the other day.  That is the ULTIMATE quarantine movie!  Not only, is Rapunzel socially distanced, BUT the story takes place in a kingdom called, wait for it…CORONA. I’m so not kidding.  Anyway, as the opening scene was playing, Jeff starts to video, thinking he’s funny, and he looks back at me, and says, “Babe, she’s quarantined and not in pajamas.”

Apparently, Mr. Louis doesn’t like my quarantine fashion look.  Hmmmmm.

First, I went into the bedroom and changed my clothes….

This was a gift from some dear friends in India.  It is the fanciest outfit I own.

Second, I called Carole Baskin to see if she is still running those “nighttime tiger photo ops.”  Then, I sent Jeff to Tampa for a few days (flights are C H E A P), since he was itching to get out of the house.

Here’s hoping togetherness doesn’t get the best of us!!