Monday, April 04, 2005

Tedium

This is a real conversation we had the other day in the car. I jotted it down because it is a prime example of why some days I think I will go stark raving fucking mad.

Cai: Mama, do you have any cwackers?
Me: No.
Cai: Mama, do you have any cwackers?
Me: No.
Cai: What cwackers Mama?
Me: What?
Cai: What cwackers Mama?
Me: I don’t have any crackers Cai.
Cai: What cwackers?
Me: Cai, what are you talking about?
Cai: Did you bwing any cwackers?
Me: No.
Cai: You didn’t?
Me: No.
Cai: Oh, no! (Very upset now) Papa?
Jaya: Yes son?
Cai: Papa, mama didn’t bwing any cwackers!
Jaya: Oh, well. You’ll get some later.
Cai: Papa?
Jaya: Yes, son?
Cai: Papa, did you bwing any cwackers?
Jaya: No.
Cai: Mama?
Me: Yes?
Cai: I weally, weally want some cwackers, cause they is my fa-vowite.
Me: I know son.
Cai: Mama, they are my vewy, vewy fa-vowite.
Me: I know son, maybe later.
Cai: Mama?
Me: Yes, son?
Cai: Are you sure you didn't bwing any cwackers?
Me: Yes, I am.
Cai: Mama?
Me: Yes, son?
Cai: Did you check?

Another dream

In this one I was in Europe thinking about my friend Magnificent Bastard who is truly in Spain as I speak. Sidenote: he is a wicked genious and should be checked out regularly at this blog. Anyway, in the dream I was in a highrise with friends and family, my cousin and aunt in particular. I decided to take a kind of hot air balloon ride in this giant baby sling attached to a balloon with Solomon, my black cat and my white cat (brilliantly named Black and Whitey aka The Man). So at the end of the ride I pull back up to the window of the apartment where my cousin and aunt meet me. We must be twenty floors up and they reach out for the first creature I will hand to them. I am terrified of heights and try not to look at the ground as I eye the flimsy sling with the two cats and baby piled inside. Whitey is on top, so I grap his scruf and say that he is the 'obvious choice'. They grab him and open the window a little wider. I eye Black, who honestly is not my favorite cat and pick up Solomon by his t-shirt, which is big on him and slipping. I manage to shove him inside and the cat follows, I don't remember going in myself.