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New Day Needed

Today has been a fascinating day.  I learned that the house plans I have will cost twice what I will spend on a house, the driveway is steeper than I thought, and it will cost tons of money to build the house as high up the mountain as Kevin wants.  (So we will not be moving anytime soon.)  I thought I would run for school board for a whole 48 hours and then decided to support my friend, Brittany Renshaw,  who is running instead.  I even had a platform: “I am the most qualified because I have the high school years of Beverly Hills 90210 memorized.”  I was also going to take all of my pictures next to a cut out of Robert Pattinson so the kids knew I was down with them.  (Are people still down with each other or does that phrase date me?)  (I also just included RPatz because my blog numbers increased by 300 after mentioning him on Monday.  I am not sure if that is the exact reason but I thought I would use this as a test.)

I was twenty minutes to an hour late to everything that started after I picked up the kids making me feel like all I could do was apologize for the last seven hours.  And seeing as I try to go to bed by 10pm and it is 10:30pm, I am still running late.  I will not mention how my husband just told my 8 year old to come look at his lizard and I will pay for that when trying to wake him up at 7 for school.  Wait.  I think I did just mention that.

In addition, my 8 year old has decided he is curious about the world and he should ask me all of his questions.  Yes, it is great that I have such an open relationship and that my son is ok with asking me anything, but I do not have an encyclopedia of knowledge unless it deals with pop culture (I read Entertainment Weekly, not Newsweek.)  These were today’s questions:

1. What does it mean when you say the word damn but you are not talking about holding up water?

2.  Why would you say that?  (The ‘you’ here is a general you and not asking me specifically because I would never say dammit.  Never, ever, ever.)

3. Does the United States get along with Russia?

My son pondering why a Churro is called a Churro

4. Why are we in Afghanistan?

5. What does the middle finger mean?

6. Why do people murder people?

7.  Why are certain people evil?

8. Why don’t we ride the bus?

So I am having conversations about swear words, world politics, and good v. evil.  The only answer I felt I had completely down was #8.  Explaining swear words can be tricky because what they originally mean is not necessarily how we use them today.  I told him that damning something sends it to hell but he didn’t understand why people yell dammit with nothing around them.  I told him it was an existential expression and then turned the radio up.

I think it is time to go to bed and start over in the morning.  (With new floor plans, fewer activities, and a subscription to Time)