Mac & Cheese Man

I died laughing so hard last night.
I am talking I was begging T to stop talking because I could not stop laughing.
And my abs hurt.
In part from working out and the laughing only intensified that.
T decided that instead of taking sandwiches for lunch yesterday he was going to take the leftover mac and cheese from the night before that he had made.
Easier.
He does not mind eating it cold.
When he first got home we talked about how I did not want to go to his dad’s today and have my tires looked at.
Yesterday morning when the ex picked up T he told me my front passenger side tire was almost flat.
Almost flat.
I was ok guess I need to get air will do that on the way to work.
No the tires need to be looked at.
Fine…..ugh.
I suggested that he pick my car up and leave me his and we could do an exchange later.
Nope not going to work because T has company coming.
The ex told T he could not figure out why I was so bent out of shape he was doing the work for free.
Yeah however it is my day off and as I told T last night after he leaves I plan on speaking to no one for the rest of the day.
T: But mom what if I need you. You won’t answer if I text you?
Me: Of course I would respond. That is not talking though.
T: But what if I called you? Would you answer?
Me: You never call me. Why would you call me?
T: Idk what if I am trapped in the bathroom at school by a bear?
Me: When the school called I would tell them to call your dad. That it was his week.
(I am giggling while he looks horrified)
T: Mom everyone knows that when their child(ren) are in danger their moms become like the Hulk. And they will TKO anyone.
Me (laughing): Not if it is your dad’s week. He can rescue you from the bear.
T: Mom he would never answer.
Me: Oh well I guess you are SOL than.
He was not impressed with me on this one despite the laughing.
T: I forgot to take a fork for my mac and cheese.
Me (opening my mouth to ask):
T: I had to eat with my hands.
Me: Your hands. (giggling begins)
T: Yes. And I was so embarrassed at the dentist’s with my orange shirt.
Me: Why were your hands still orange? (still giggling)
T: Mom I washed my hands my shirt was orange. What did you think I left them orange? Here comes the mac and cheese man.
(He begins his sideways walk waving his arms in the air)
T: Do you want my mac and cheese hands to get you? Let me touch you with my mac and cheese fingers.
mcman
I am screaming with laughter and he is grabbing my hands with his grubby hands.
T: Mac and Cheese Man reading your thoughts.
He flops on the end of the bed and I am still howling.
T looks at me like I have gone off the deep end.
I am gasping for air;  tears rolling down my cheeks.
Me: I (laughing uncontrollably)am sure…..I find this way funnier than you will.
T: What?
Me: laughing
T: Mom
Me: I have this image…..
Me: I have this image of you…..
T: Mom!
Me: I have this image of you with handfuls of mac and cheese shovelling them into your mouth!
More laughter.
T: Mom there was not even enough there for a handful.
caveman
The actual image I had in my mind’s eye:
T hunched over like a cave man shoveling handfuls of mac and cheese into his wide open mouth.
And I could not get it out.
Once more folks I cried myself to sleep…..from laughing with my son.
©June 18/21
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Apple……Tree

Let us begin the foray into the day with a little tid bit from yesterday. Asking why I did not post yesterday? I wrote two poems and had ideas for two written blog posts. And work. Work always getting in the way. Here is the first of two.
Yesterday morning my alarm was set for 6 a.m.
Briefly at approximately 5:40 a.m. I moved.
This is the following conversation:
Tember: Mom finally you are awake!
Me: What?
Tember: Mom I have been up since 5:05 a.m.
Me: What? (By now I am patting floor trying to find my glasses)
Tember: Mom I beat you getting up!
Me: What? (Glasses now perched on nose peering at this peculiar animated young man standing in my door)
Tember (with exaggerated patience) Mom……I have been up since 5:05.
Me: Doing what?
Tember: I have been cleaning my room. By the way there is a lot of laundry to do and could you make coffee?
I made coffee.
New Blend & Brand.
Stone City Coffee Roasters. (New Local coffee supplier. Also worked with the owner of the company. She just left the company to concentrate fully on her new company)
Blend: Columbian-Plum/Chocolate/Vanilla.
Enough was made for two cups for me and one for Tember. However Tember decided that this was really good coffee and had two full cups. Necessitating in the making of a second pot. Since opening my first bag on Tuesday evening I have made a total of with today’s pot-6 pots of coffee. It is amazing.
This upcoming weekend in a long weekend here in Manitoba. Not sure about the rest of Canada but here it is a Civil holiday on Monday so open reduced hours of 9-6.
I am working 9:30-6. The ex usually has the Sunday evening off and I assumed that he would keep Tember until Monday. I mean I am working and it would give them extra time together. Well apparently the fact that Tember is going to be at his dad’s for a full two weeks beginning the 7th he is coming home early…….Sunday afternoon.
I was really perplexed by this. Never has he come home early. Unless I was the one to go and pick him up.
I messaged the ex to ask him if he could keep Tember until Monday evening.
I should have listened closer to what Tember was saying to me. It makes so much sense now and also gives me a warm fuzzy feeling.
Tember’s response had been  ‘dad said I was going to be with him for two weeks so I should spend time with you.’
I messaged the ex.
Ex’s response: Tember told me that you wanted him home early on Sunday because I have him for two weeks starting on Friday.
Hmmmmmmmmm………..
Looks like someone might be missing his mom before he even goes.
Also this is going to be the first time in two years that I am alone for two weeks.
Not sure what I am going to fill all my time with.
Probably what I do now………drink coffee/write/read emails/read books/listen to music/tan.
What I will miss:
Huh?…..Mom…..mom……mommy…….mooooooommmmmmmmmyyyyyyyy……..mother (hate this one)…….why do I have to do this?
Tember is positive he will see me. At work for sure. Unless I am not working.
This is going to be a little hard on me as we are always together even when he is with his dad.
But I will be brave.
No quivering lip.
No tears.
It is not like he won’t return.
I can do this.
I think.
Keep your fingers crossed.
However if you receive an Amber Alert for Tember know he is with me safe and sound…….I just forgot to let his dad know I was taking him. Oooooops.
©July 31/20
Picture is my own