Thursday, December 30, 2010

Holding On 'til Then

Rojo and I just wrapped up another full day of Mario Kart. He talks the entire time he's playing, narrating what's going on in his half of the screen and bossing around what I'm supposed to be doing in mine. Plus, the game itself is noisy and he turns the volume way up. I'm ready for a sensory deprivation tank. I must look like it, too, because out of nowhere he says, "Mom, don't forget we're going to die at the same time. Think you can make it that long?"

6 comments:

deb said...

Is it okay to call you a saint?

Wanda said...

Canya, huh?

But my real question is...are you getting any better at Mario Kart?

Elizabeth said...

Oh, my god. That last comment made me laugh, here by myself at the computer. I had this vision of you with crossed eyes, straggly hair, slumped over a console.

Lilith said...

I have a problem with noise, wears me down something awful but Rojo does make me laugh.

jess said...

I just snorted. Can you imagine the obit? 'A loving mother finally succumbed in her battle with Mario Kart today. It was a valiant fight.'

kario said...

I just want to know whether you and Rojo will be buried together with your controllers.

Hope school starts soon...