Ethan times

The other night I wasn't feeling well, so I decided that, dammit, I was going to have me some chocolate frosting. I eat it right from the container with a spoon. Here's a conversation that ensued:

Ethan: Why are you eating that cream stuff right out of the can?
Me: Because I want to.
Ethan: I can't wait to be an adult.
Me: Yep. It's pretty awesome.

So, I get the award for worst example, but I mean, the kid has a point. I hear people telling kids to enjoy their childhood, it's the best time of their life and all. No responsibilities and what not. But you know what I say to those people? FUCK THAT. I fucking hated being a kid. You're always under somebody's thumb. Always controlled by the seemingly random whims of adults. Plus, you're too short to reach the top shelf of the closet, and everyone knows that's where they keep the good stuff. When I was a kid, I couldn't wait to be an adult. Some people say, oh, but the responsibility, the worries! You know what I say to that? It's worth it. You can be your own person and make your own decisions. Even if it FEELS like you don't have a choice on something, you still do. Here's an example: You hate your job and your boss is an asshole. You can choose to a) find a new job, b) suffer through it, or c) quit your job and live on the streets. You might think that some of those things aren't actually options, but they are! And it's really that simple. When you're a kid, if your boss (IE: your parent, guardian, babysitter, or teacher) is an ass, you know what you can do? Suffer. Sure, you could run away from home or act out, but those really aren't solutions, just stop gaps. Plus, most kids don't have the sophisticated problem solving skills to realize that they can do anything other than suffer. And I even remember when I was a kid and people would tell me all that crap about how that was the best time of my life, I really did think to myself and say in some instances, "Well, I better just go ahead and fucking kill myself now and save myself the trouble later." In conclusion, being an adult is awesome. So says the 32-year-old woman who is living with her parents practically rent free.

Here's another amusing Ethan story for you from earlier this week:

I was driving through an intersection when the traffic which had been moving quite nicely suddenly slammed to a halt, leaving me in the middle of the intersection. I really try not to block intersections, because I hate when people do that and then their light turns red and mine turns green but I can't fucking go because they are a huge jackass, but ya know, what can ya do? Sometimes it happens. So we're sitting there in the middle of the intersection and Ethan says, "You know what those people are thinking right now?" "What?" says I. "Bitch," says Ethan. I say, "Ethan! You shouldn't use words like that." He asks, "Well what are they thinking then?" To which I reply, "Well, yeah, that's totally what they're thinking, but you still shouldn't use words like that!" And we laughed and laughed. Good times.

Ethan had his first absence of the year today. He was running a fever of 102.5, so I thought he deserved it. AND my boyfriend's sick too. And it's all thanks to me, who was sick first! I'm typhoid Margie! Hooray!