March 8, 2006
It is important, as the mother of teenagers, to keep them talking to you, and occasionally listening to you when at all possible.
And that is why I’m taking a little space here to say
DAMMIT JAMES, STOP READING MY BLOG AND GET TO WORK!
You know you’re supposed to be working on DI. And you pick now, of all times to discover my blog, and are in the living room laughing as you put it, ‘at the character loosely based on’ you.
Loosely based? Look in the mirror, kid. I’m talking truth.
Mommy will be here later, honey. As will her blog.
Unless she has a stroke while waiting to see if you and your team can finish the DI challenge in a way that won’t shame us all on Saturday.
If I die of embarrassment, there will be no more blog.
So come’on. Find a way to finish Emmett’s costume. Glue, foam, and a backpack, remember? You had it all worked out yesterday.
For those of you in the real world that were not with us yesterday, IN HELL:
Emmett is a super villain known as “The Flying Buttress” (gothic) arch enemy of Fillipo Bruneleschi, the designer of the Duomo di Santa Maria del Fiore.
I guess you had to be there.