Weird
I finally watched the series finale of the UK Life on Mars. I’d read spoilers about it already, but nothing could have prepared me for the weirdness. I am not meant to be a British television viewer. Their desire for reality or ambiguousness or whatever it is they desire leaves me confused and depressed. I know they think American shows are too happy. I happen to like happy. Give me a fairy tale ending any day of the week. If I want to tune into reality I can flip on the news and hear about the daily onslaught of raped and murdered children. Usually by their own parents.
In other weird news, I’ve got another Erik story for you. What’s new?
He is obsessed with marshmallows. I let him have mini-marshmallows for a snack sometimes, though I fail to see the appeal. Today he had a little bowl of them, and somehow figured out that he could stick one to his skin. He had one hanging on that skin flap between your upper lip and nose for at least an hour, until he took a shower. As soon as I suggested we take pictures of his marshmallow face, he ripped his clothes off and started posing for the camera.
I have pictures.
I do not have pictures that I can share on the internet.
I can’t even crop his face out to show you because he was doing some complicated “break dance” moves that basically had his head between his legs.
Anyway, he wanted to take a shower with me so the marshmallow melted away, but that didn’t stop the madness. As soon as we were done, he had to have another marshmallow stuck to his upper lip.
We went over to a kid place called Romp ‘n Roll and he was happily running around with the stupid thing sticking out. The adults were giving him strange looks and the kids kept asking why he had a marshmallow. We ran into some friends and they were very confused.
He had it on for at least an hour, maybe longer. He was beet red and soaked with sweat, so decided he needed a rest. I use the term lightly. The child doesn’t rest for longer than 30 seconds. Basically, his rest consisted of picking the marshmallow off his lip and eating it.
Handy snack!
In other news, I went to BodyPump for the first time ever on a Tuesday. I’d never seen the teacher before, but she looked really familiar. Eventually I figured out that she looked exactly like Sandra Bullock. It was starting to freak me out. She seriously could be on some sort of impersonator show, except she has a thick Spanish accent. It was disconcerting, but better Sandra Bullock than Keanu Reeves.