Breakfast in Bed
Lying here trapped in my bed, awaiting my grub. The hours tick by. I hear negotiations and imagine the mess as my stomach growls. But as “mother”, today’s duty is to wait. Hungry.
From the Trifecta Writing Challenge: This weekend's Trifextra is the first of its kind. This weekend we only need 32 words from you, because we're giving you the 33rd. Your challenge is to write anything you want, in whichever form you please, so long as your response is exactly 33 words and includes the word "mother."
shhhh - don't let mom hear you - STOP! you're adding too much milk - WAIT! where's the vacuum cleaner? DAD!!! Mikey won't let me . . . giggle, giggle, giggle
ReplyDeletemine would bicker for awhile, but all I remember from those long ago breakfasts is the giggles and the pride they had in "surprising" me. I'm glad kiddos are still doing that for you.
ha ha actually they've all abandoned dad for other pastures. One is practicing violin which is also divine. But I'm very hungry. =)
DeleteFor breakfast in bed... When first I read this two things crossed my mind, the second was breakfast in bed. The first was a mother not eating because she did not have enough food for both the children and herself.
ReplyDeleteOh, that would be so sad! I'll have to re-read it again too ... yup, I can see why it might read that way. Fortunately in this case we have food in the pantry. And a good man to see the job through even when all others have abandoned ship.
DeleteLove it!!! I played the waiting game this morning too. Now I know why you said you're hungry on my post. Cute, cute!
ReplyDeleteHa ha, I was hoping you would come and see why. I'm still waiting ... and now I found out that my kids, who've been up since 7, are also unfed. Bwa ha ha ha ha ha!
DeleteSo That's how my mom felt this morning… Good thing my sis and I didn't make as much of a mess as I can imagine your kids making!
ReplyDeleteHa ha ha ... it seems they've left the work to my husband. And if you didn't get that I had the whole morning to read Trifextras and write my own, and that's pretty freaking awesome to be trapped in my bed, I have really failed on the subtleties of how great this is. 32 words, and hunger pangs, what's a girl to do. 11:01 am and I'm still really really hungry. =)
DeleteThis was lovely! I remember with great affection bringing my mother Lucky Charms with WATER once when she was sick because she wouldn't allow me to pour milk. And, God love her, she ate it. (Or moved it around with her spoon.) Thanks for reminding me.
ReplyDeleteYour poor mother. I believe you know that a week or so ago I was two days in bed with horrendous (self-inflicted) nausea so I can imagine your mom and those not-so-lucky charms. Still, the gentle efforts of children always mean so much to the incapacitated chief nurturer ...
DeleteHow cute. Breakfast in bed IS pretty special. :)
ReplyDeleteRight?! I'm so glad you found this cute. It was a lot of fun (see extended comment directly below LL to understand the comedy of errors our entire day turned into. Phew. Back to regularly scheduled programming.
DeleteI hope what you finally got was edible and that the rest of your day was totally awesome.
ReplyDeleteHappy Mother's Day.
Love you<3
A ha ha ha! Everything was lovely and edible. My guy is totally able to cook, so long as he doesn't put every spice in the cupboards in it (a practice I ended about 10 years previous) things turn out reasonably okayish.
DeleteThe glitch this time, it turns out, is that he was overconfident ... they decided to make crepes, both galette (buckwheat) and white flour ... which is something he has cooked but never mixed up. My recipe is in french, metric and by weight, not cup measures. Whoops! He measured the flour in ounces, which made for a rather wacky mix. It took him a while to figure it out.
I love adventures in the kitchen.
But seriously? You should hear about the REST of our day ...
I booked a van to drive to my mother's house, about an hour away. Usually we would book a car, but my nephew is here so we needed the extra seat. We were late in leaving, and my husband went to get the vehicle. He came back quite fast, to report that the van had no seats: I booked a CARGO van!!! It being a totally sunny Sunday and Mother's Day to boot, there were very few of the 300 cars in the co-op fleet to book now. It took us a while, but we found two cars and took them out to my mom's house where she and my sister were waiting for us to have lunch. I mean, we'd just barely finished b'fast! We later had to run all over town to pick up our cars, and go. We would have to reverse that process after dropping the kids off with my nephew ...
Then we decided to stay and have Thai food for dinner, and it took a restaurant over an hour to make food that would usually take 15 minutes.
The whole day cost a fortune, but the amazing thing was that my guy never once blew a gasket, neither did I. We just laughed and figured each mountain out.
If that is not a perfectly perfect special day, Hallmark or no, I don't know what is.
Funny and ironic that you were 'trapped' and 'hungry' on your special day. But I'm sure you got fed by the most loved people in your life eventually, who I guess were also waiting for you to feed them! Happy Mother's Day!
ReplyDeleteI had to go back and reread my post when I read your comment. I actually was thrilled to be in bed -- had brought water and my computer and a pair of earphones last night to ensure I didn't "need" for anything. The peace of listening to them was thoroughly thrilling ... it did go on for more than forever, which was hilarious too. I think 33 words (incl. mother) were too few and I not quite skilled enough to convey the happiness.
DeleteAnd you are also right, my kids were up at 7 and didn't eat a bite till noon ... sigh. I've obviously not raised them right to forage for food ... a bit worrisome really in some survivalist circles. Note to self: teach more self-reliance. sigh. =D
Well, then, I'm really glad for you! It is hard to convey all that in 33 words. If I had my computer in bed and people bring me breakfast, I'd be thrilled! My family has not adopted the breakfast-in-bed on Mday concept yet. Maybe I need to start hinting. I bet your kids were just too excited to feed you; don't worry, kids don't starve themselves. They would have eventually realized their hunger and fixed it, I'm sure!
DeleteOh, I have no patience for breakfast in bed. Although this morning, I got to sleep in, and had anyone been foolish enough to deliver me food on the comforter, I'm sure I could have spilled it for them.
ReplyDeleteA ha ha ... while they delivered a crepe by hand, my nephew is here for a few months, living in the carriage house of some neighbours while he does a summer job, and waiting to eat as well. I had to trip down to the table he set for us all.
DeleteFamily is just. so. awesome! I'm so glad you got to sleep in.
This is hilarious. I can't believe how long you (patiently) waited for food! (Luckily, I had the benefit of the comment you left earlier, so I knew this wasn't a case of no food in the house - that would've been sad.)
ReplyDeleteOn the upside, I'm glad you got lots of reading and writing done :)
Totally worth it and those who know me well know that I would find immense and hilarity in the wait. Good thing you read the comments first!
DeleteHa, great post. Was it worth waiting for? Thanks for linking up and see you for the weekday post. (By which stage, you'l be back making your own breakfast again.)
ReplyDeleteDK, I wound up cooking 1/2 of it ... but YES! It was wonderful!!! Because it was a huge effort, planned days in advance, and completely out of the scope of the individual who undertook the task. And if you compare the "gifts" and kindness I receive now with what came toward me 5 years ago, it is night and day. My guy gets it!!!
DeleteI find that pretty much every day there is something for which I can be grateful in this household. That is a pretty amazing position to be in, and means that the "special" days are not loaded with hope and expectation and (therefore) disappointment. Someone only need smile at me yesterday and that would be enough. (Oh, and the morning in bed with my computer and the occasional drop-in child for a hug or conversation.
Practice, as it turns out, really does make perfect.
Uh, DK = Don't know. As in "I DK how I came up with that one."
DeleteThis is so great. It's a perfect example of saying os much with so little. I'd also wait hungrily for any chance to be cooked for. I love it.
ReplyDeleteWhy thank you, JC. It was a lot of fun to wait and feel waited upon. And I can tell you it took years, YEARS for my guy to turn that corner. Totally worth the wait.
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