Shh. I took a lunch today. Like a person.
…Me n’ WHS Pimp busted out to Rock Pizza for their buffet.
…So I took a naughty lunch, at that.
Together with my applesauce donut of yesterday, I’ve prob’ly fallen off the wagon a bit. But I weighed in and nothing moved, so I’m calling it a “freebee-plus cheat-day.”
…What?
It’s a “thing.”
Am currently balancing the play structures on our open order report. Thought I’d take a few minute’s break.
(…Lunch AND a break? What is happening to the world, you guys?!?!)
I can only wrap my head around a small child being gifted a $2,000 swing set for so long.
$2,000?!
…It might as well be a million.
In kid-dollars and people ones.
…I don’t have $2,000.
Do you?!
Does anyone?!
…But the parents of these children?!
When I was a kid, we played with refrigerator boxes and made mud pies. And LIKED it! THAT was our “playset.”
…Kids these days have no IDEA what it is to be a “real” kid…or use their imaginations…or create things…because they don’t HAVE to. Because mommy and daddy shell out $2,000 and a full day off work to have an entire theme park erected in their back yards for them. So they can “play.”
…When did “playing” start costing something?
As a proud kid of a single mom in the 80′s, it sure as hell didn’t when I was a kid.
…And I’m pretty sure that me n’ the cousins had ten-times more fun on accident than kids these days have on total purpose, when it is bought for them.
So take THAT, Y2K’s!
…I should get back to my report now.
And coffee.
…But really, with pizza-insides, I just want a nap.
Oh, a nap.
Lovely.
…Off to feed the egos of small heiresses, I go.
~D
