Sunday morning’s most unanswerable questions

1.  How do the words “I don’t want to take a nap” even combine into a coherent sentence in the English language?  Especially if the author of that sentence has been up since 5 AM.  I mean…

  • isn’t there a law of grammar or nature against that?
  • who doesn’t want to take a nap? Ever?
  • and OMG GET INTO BED ALREADY BEFORE MY HEAD EXPLODES

2.  If God wanted us to eat more salad – like this here lunch of mine – why didn’t he make greens taste delicious? Like cinnamon rolls?

3.  Why are there two daddy ducks and one mama duck nesting near my back patio?

  • First, umm… are you all in some kind of weird reverse polygamous relationship? Hoping to get your own tv show, Brother Ducks, or something?
  • Second, I hate to break this to you, but where you are planning to next and raise those hatchlings is nothing but a mud puddle in the back yard of an urban apartment complex where the Ipod wearing landscape workers will run you over in a heartbeat.
  • Third, there is a state park just two miles down the road.  Beat it.  It’s more than a Michael Jackson song.

Seeking both enlightenment and a nap,

Janet

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I am a new mother to a beautiful baby boy. My husband and I walk each day, still learning about each other, and navigating the beauty of parenting in an American - African, Catholic - Muslim marriage.
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