and the lame blog award goes to...

I'm sitting here wracking my brain for something to write about.

My poor, overtired, underutilized, uninspired brain. It's like a fussy old car that doesn't like to start in cold weather. If I do get it going, and then I have to stop, it stalls.

In the last 10 minutes, while writing the above, I had to put it in neutral to wipe dirt off of Shout's stuffed animal, listen to Tide's explanation of how Criss Angel walks on water, and teach Cheer how to tuck his pant leg into his sock so it doesn't get stuck in his bike chain (again). And once I was done with all that, I looked at the clock and realized it was time to stick dinner in the oven because it's a hockey night and we are on a tight schedule.

Ok, so where was I?

Trying to compose a decent blog post..

I just got interrupted again... kissing a boo-boo, taking a phone call and helping Tide with an algebra problem.

Is it any wonder I can't form a coherent thought?

Two more interruptions, an emergency restock of the toilet paper supply and a discussion with Cheer of the merits of paper football vs. eraser football.

What was I saying?

Hold on...

Had to help Tide find his hockey uniform and discuss how tall T-Rex's are with Cheer.

I had...

Ok, now a fight has broken out over a glass of chocolate milk...

Fighters punished, now Shout needs a drink.

I think I'll be pouring one for myself while I'm up.