Monkey Business

Oct 14, 2011 12:52

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Found a LJ entry I began earlier this year during a cognitive moment and forgot to post. It's yet another one of those strange kinds of conversations I have with my kid.

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Sometime this year, my son asked if he could bring home a capuchin monkey. Someone was trying to give one away to a good home and although he knew nothing about the ( Read more... )

life, humor, offspring

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54321sherry October 14 2011, 19:25:32 UTC
Good grief, indeed. My house is and will remain a monkey-free zone. My son has moved out now and his 'wanna monkey' phase has passed, thankfully. Maybe I should ask him if he wants me to get him a monkey for Christmas. I bet he doesn't want a poo-slinger in his new house.

That last guy I dated wanted to be babied. I didn't even baby my own kid, so I sure wasn't going to enable that guy's dependency. Oh, the stories I could tell. Imagine if you will, me on the back of his Harley motorcycle. He almost sounds cool there, except I could look in the side mirrors and see ... HIS PARENTS ... following us in their truck. You know, in case it rained and Jr. needed shelter from weather. I kid you not. There are a hundred more such instances which would make a very humorous book. ;)

The family is doing well; I've been the pathetic one lately health-wise. I'm working on an update, to make it short and concise ... I've seen 6 specialists this year and now down to 10 meds. Last diagnosis was chronic daily migraines. Fortunately I haven't lost my sense of humor, and I'm not feeling down about it. Just have to be thankful I'm still plugging along, albeit much slower. ;)

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starbuckjr October 16 2011, 13:18:12 UTC
I agree about that line. Had me ROFL!

The Harley-guy is the fourth similar story i've heard in a week. Funny how men do not differ in their arrested development despite different cultures and time zones.

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