Every time I try to escape into the bathroom for a quiet afternoon......er........natural process, either Jake, or Bob, or both, decide they absolutely have to talk to me right that second.

Today I managed to get in there, open my book, and even heave a sigh of relief when my tortured ears hear......"MOM! Isn't it about time for lunch?"

Me: Go away. I'm busy!

Bob: What are you doing in there?

Me: What do you think I'm doing? Stop talking to me. I can't concentrate.

Bob: Are you blogging in there? It's lunch time!

Jake to Bob: Oh. I get it. See? We're not speaking her language. If we want to communicate with her, we have to talk, "blogspeak". It's all she understands now.

Bob: ohhhhh. You know I bet you're right, followed by a knock on the door. "Hey in there, LOL!"

Jake: LMAO!

Bob: IMO, it's time for lunch.

Jake: IMHO, you need to answer us.

Me: FU!

Bob to Jake: What does she mean by that?

Jake: Hang on. I'll go look it up.

Speaking of looking things up, if you wanna read my interview which I typed out all by myself because Milky was nowhere around to help with the hard questions....go.......HERE!

PS. I voted myself a thumbs up. The other vote out of the two I got is from Milky. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh ha ha ha ha! Um.....no pressure or anything but you guys can give me a thumbs up too if you really want to.
pssssst. Milky??? How was that? It was subtle? Right?

Labels: blog speak, interview, vote for me