You're my only hope...
So this blog is not only about my weight loss but also about my life. You will learn more about me then you probably want to know, but hey, that is what blogs are all about.
My husband, John, is a Star Wars fanatic. When I say fanatic, that is putting it lightly. He has more Star Wars toys then I can count and continuously buys more. My wonderful son, Shawn, is now just as obsessed. It is not only toys, but the movies and video games too. Now you have to remember that John is 35 and Shawn is only 5.
Yes, Shawn has seen all six Star Wars movies. I know, what was I thinking letting a 4-5 year old watch those. Bad mommy, bad mommy. He is now obsessed with playing the Game Cube Star Wars Lego game - *One more level mommy, only one more level, please.* This at 9pm at night. What is a mom to do? Say No! Not always a pretty sight when I say no, but it must be done.
For toys, my house currently looks Toys-R-Us threw up Star Wars. Legos, figures, sets of figures and vehicles so big, they do not fit on shelves. They came from Target, Wal-mart, Ebay. I am being pushed out of my house by Star Wars.
If I could just force push everything Star Wars out of my life my house would be empty. I would also most likely get fined for littering as well. If it is a fine for every piece of litter, then I would be selling my house to pay the fine. So not worth it. Then I would still be left with a pile of Star Wars toys and no place to keep it.
So what do I do with it all? I live with it. I live with stepping on Lego pieces and puttng them back together when Shawn breaks it apart. I live with the buckets and buckets of figures he has. I live with the fact that in July, new toys come out (a fact my husband told me the other night).
The only other option...I wonder how many points that Han Solo figure would be?
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