Monday, February 9, 2009

What I Didn't Do

So, I didn't post a blog entry on Friday. I didn't write anything on Saturday or Sunday either. I was going to sit here today and tell you what I was doing instead of sitting down to blog, but I can't bring myself to do it. Instead, I think I will make it clear what I didn't do.

For one, I didn't go to Arizona on Thursday. I didn't fly there for a vacation to the heavenly warm and sunny weather of Scottsdale, Arizona. Do you know what else I didn't do? I didn't then fly on to Cabo San Lucas on a lark because there was nothing better to do. I didn't go sightseeing or hit a beach or have a lovely dinner while staying at an even lovelier hotel right on the water. My mom did... but I didn't.

I also didn't spend Friday at work. I didn't get up, get ready and mingle with adults while earning a paycheck. I didn't feel like I did a job well done while I went from task to task completing my responsibilities that actually required brain power and I didn't leave at the end of the day feeling like I got things done and spent my time doing worthwhile activities. I didn't do that. Mark did, but I didn't.

I didn't do my mother proud by becoming the next Martha Stewart on Saturday. My Dad and Grandmother came over for dinner and I cooked and baked a cake. I didn't even come close to making a cake that looked like something people would actually want to eat. My Mom made my Grandmother's cake last year. It looked professional. I bet you can look at the pictures and guess which cake is this year's and which is last year's. Mine looked like a dome of dog poo with tack-a-riffic sugar decorations that I bought at Meijer. It didn't look professional. My Mom's cake did... but mine didn't.

I also didn't cure cancer, finish the book that I have like 10 pages left to read, fix America's economy, get the mail, glance at my to do list, find Osama Bin Laden, finish my current Netflix movie "The Women," pay bills, clean up the mud tracked in by my eight dog feet, buy groceries, or dye my roots. I did take care of two sick boys and go without sleep for three days straight. Its never a good thing when the things you didn't do are vastly more interesting than the things you actually did do.

7 comments:

Busy Bee Suz said...

uggghhh what a weekend. Sorry about the sick boys. Hopefully they are better today? "The glamourous life of Mom"
I really think your chocolate cake is lovely. If that is what you call a disaster...then I shall never photograph any of my cakes again. EVER. :)

Karen said...

I hope everyone is feeling better. All the things you didn't do wore me out, but what you did do is even more tiring.

Yo mama said...

But I didn't get to spend any of the weekend with my grandkids (sick or not). (The cake looks just fine -- you don't have pictures of my first efforts.)

Anna Lefler said...

Oh, MAN. That's a rough weekend. Hope everything's much better now!

BTW, thanks for stopping by my blog - I really appreciate that!

Take care...

:^) Anna

BOSSY said...

Bossy didn't do a lot of things too. Not doing things is so exhausting.

Anonymous said...

Whine much?

Domestic Goddess (In Training) said...

Suz - They aren't great, but Mark and I are both sick too, so at least it can now be called a "family activity."

Karen - True.

Mom - Aww, cake pity. Thanks!

Anna - Thanks for reading... and thanks to the doctor for Amoxicillin. We may heal after all.

Bossy - It really is.

Anonymous - Oh, all the time! Why else would I have a blog?!?!?!