the art of doing nothing 2

Waking up when the birds start to sing by the window. Deciding it is still early for a decent person in holiday to wake up. Going back to the sheets.

Waking up because breakfast is served. Dallying by the tv room. Telling the girls to wash their hands. Telling the girls to wash their hands the second time. Ordering the girls to wash their hands now. Preparing a mug of Swiss Miss. Eating 1/3 cup of rice for breakfast. Trying ever so hard to stay on the diet.

Watching Nika and Gela go back to the tv room. Watching Mike go to clean his car. Running back to the bedroom for my own movie. Watching Brad Pitt in "A River Runs Through It". Watching Brad Pitt in "Twelve Monkeys". Deciding not to watch Brad Pitt. Deciding to go to the mall.

Singing with Wonder Pets. Dancing with Backyardigans. Singing and dancing with the Little Mermaid. Telling the girls to close the tv set. Telling the girls to close the tv set the second time. Ordering the girls to close the tv set now. Reading the Winx comics. Reading the Disney Princess comics. Reading the dictionary. Printing Bratz postcards.

Discovering that there are no "nam-nams" in the cupboard. Going back to bed. Leaping from bed. Looking for paper here. Looking for paper there. Finding paper and paint and brush. Deciding to paint flowers. Grinning to see Nika and Gela join. Painting asters. Painting daisies. Painting sunflowers. Attempting but never finishing a rose. Joining Mike watch "The Legend of the Falls". Winning Brad Pitt ultimately.

Falling to the trap of getting bored. Falling to the trap of getting hungry. Having lunch. Acquiescing that Mike goes to have his car cleaned. Deciding to go to the mall. Checking out the numerous bottles in the bathroom sink. Taking a very long 2-time-shampoo 3-time-body-wash bath. Combing hair infront of the mirror. Accepting the person has changed.

Combing Gela. Accepting that little girls must cry to release some unspent energy. Wondering if the same works for big girls. Combing Nika. Joining Nika and Gela watch Scooby Doo. Lying down on their laps, alternately. Smiling inside, so the smile was not visible. Catching a nap. Losing the nap.

Pretending not to hear Mike arrive. Hearing him play "Counterstrike" online. Deciding to pester him. Complaining "Mike, I have a headache." Complaining "Mike, I am bored." Putting on loud music like "Hips Don't Lie." Thinking uh-oh inside, so the thought was not visible. Laughing with the girls. Screaming at each funny step we make. Watching Mike join the dance. Showing them my Terpsichorean moves. Dancing like an Egyptian. Dancing the moon walk. Dancing the sexy dance only allowed for moms hahahaha. Deciding to go to the mall.

Going back to bed. Thinking the vacation must not end. Thinking for a while to extend it forever. Deciding forever is a very long time. Deciding there are really no more cotton balls. Listing fresh milk in my mind. Getting dressed. Picking out black because it is kind to your body. Taking the whole family. Going, finally, to the mall!