bored...

Saying your “bored” in my house is like saying a cuss word and the end result is getting a slap upside the head and someone saying “go and find something to occupy your time”

There were a few things I could find to occupy my time, no problem, but this particular weekend I was bored out of my mind because I was grounded for something stupid I did the previous week thankfully my sentence was for two days; but it felt like an eternity.

Being grounded for me is what I picture prison to be – except I have to go to my Grandmothers house locked up in the house all day where there is no tv, no cell phone, no interaction on social media and no video games.

So this weekend instead of doing my usual I was forced to think outside of the box. I drew a few pictures. I used to be really good at drawing and I was always encouraged to continue as it is a “God given talent”. I drew a Marlin and a Robot which are worth mentioning.

When drawing wasn’t working out I would catch a few cat naps, do some push ups or read a book.

This particular book caught my attention “Hardy Boys, Deprivation House” it was very interesting and the plot was similar to what I was experiencing.

The Hardy Boys had to go undercover and join a cast of teenagers on a reality show called Deprivation House. It has a bunch of teenagers living together in a house and competing to see who can go the longest without the modern luxuries us teenagers are use to; like tv, cell phones, social media and video games. Whoever went the longest was in to win one million dollars. So with the usual Hardy Boys book there is a potential victim, suspects and every one is a suspect.

whats for dinner?

I’m fine with a Pineapple and Bacon Pizza and a Lava cake – but this weekend my Mom decided that we should go out to a restaurant, sit down and eat. According to Mom aka “the Queen does not cook” we need to get out more and socialise. Trust me she finds every excuse not to cook and surprise surprise this weekend was no exception.

After a huge debate we were back and forth between staying at home and ordering the usual pizza or eating at Deckers a family friendly restaurant located in West Bay. We had eaten there once before and although I really enjoyed the food, especially the all you can eat Lobster I wasn’t up to getting up, getting dressed up and being social.

Looking back at it I have to admit the all you can eat Lobster was tempting and made my mouth water a little but I really and truly wanted to stay home. We settled our differences the way we settle all our differences by doing rock, paper, scissors and my little brother won. Surprisingly and for the first time in a while we were both on the same stay at home and order a pizza page.

We ended up ordering the pizza, when it was time to go pick it up I lost out on the rock, paper, scissors challenge and had to go in to pay for it. I doubled checked the order making sure that they had included the lava cake.

While leaving the store I was thinking about how many slices I would devour and completely missed that last step tripped over my own feet and went through the emotions of shock, terror, horror and disbelief as I watched my pizza and lava cake go flying through the air and landed with a dramatic plop splatter to the ground.

I felt like a clown, my mom rolled her eyes, while my little brother shaked his head in disappointment.

“So umm Mom is Deckers all you can eat Lobster still on the table for dinner”?

Adventures in Baby Sitting ....

I was asked to keep an eye on my two year old cousin this weekend although I was very tired I managed to keep one eye on her.

This little girl was too energetic and loud, so very loud. She babbled off her list of demands and I had the hardest time figuring out what it was she was demanding. She went straight for my controller and when I didn’t give it to her she started to throw a tantrum. Wild crazy throw yourself on the floor tantrum.

I was able to distract her by crinkling up a plastic bag; the noise the bag made startled her at first and I braced myself for more screaming but then out of the blue she started to laugh – I found this so weird but kept doing it.

When she wasn’t crying she was laughing her head off at the silliest of things from the crinkle of a plastic bag then to keep her entertained I pretended to be a monster and chased her around the house we only stopped when I tripped and fell flat on the floor. The best part of spending time with my little cousin was that you couldn’t possibly stay mad at her for too long.

You can already see this little girl knows how to wrap you around her little finger she has such a kind heart and limitless amounts of personality.

There was a special moment we shared while she was eating a cookie she was willing to share it with me the cookie was soaked in drool and I didn’t dare say no to her generous offer as it only ended up in my mouth and smeared across my face.

I feel like we can all learn something from babies they are filled with unconditional love and innocence. They show us that we shouldn’t keep scores of when our loved ones do or don’t do something and we should stop taking yourself so seriously and that we should laugh even at the stupidest and most random of things and sometimes it’s okay to have a meltdown and throw a tantrum.