Camp started on Monday, so I get a reprieve from GameCube from 9:00 to 12:00 every day, during which time I get to work out, run errands, achieve new miracles in housecleaning ... or read the paper while consuming gallons of tea.
Meanwhile, my social life has received a massive shot in the arm. It has been a giddy whirl of ladies' luncheons and black tie evenings, for which, unfortunately, I have nothing to wear because I am so damned fat, no doubt from sitting around listening to my children play GameCube.
For example, tomorrow I'm going to a garden party to benefit the Chicago Park District. Ladies are requested to wear hats. I'm envisioning a scenario where a matron sits at one end of a long table pouring tea, and she asks me "One GameCube or two?" but I realize that probably isn't going to happen.
Time to stop typing and roust the kids out of bed for camp. I'd better go get some more tea before I Nintendoze off ...