Thursday, June 18, 2009


This was supposed to be a post about a trip to the zoo. Yesterday Mac and I were going to the zoo. Yes, I was going to spend the day at the zoo with my 16 year old (not 6, but 16, that's not one of my many typos) son but that was foiled.

I woke up at 8am and fixed breakfast- toast, scrambled eggs and sausage links. I've learned that unless I want to spend a fortune I need to feed him at home where I can keep handing him food until he says he's full. So I did a dozen smokey links and had a whole loaf of bread and 10 extra eggs as back up. I also checked the weather before hand- and lo and behold, this was the only day this week that no rain was predicted so I thought we were in business.

I manage to get Mac out of bed when breakfast was almost done. He stumbled out of his rack and into the dining room. He ate a few bites and then said he was full. Wha?????? He's a teenage boy- they. do. not. get. full. ever. Even when he says he's full, he might only be for about 15 minutes then he could eat a small snack- a 12 oz steak with loaded baked potato, for example.

Come to find out he didn't feel good. First I was a tad suspicious that he might be milking the "I'm sick" thing because he didn't want to go to the zoo, but in reality, even though it lowered his cool factor, he was pretty excited about hanging with me for a day at the zoo. He was hoping to see monkeys fling poo- I swear that's what he told me. And I promised him dipping dots, the astronaut ice cream. So, what was this? He was sick? In June?

And he actually was sick. He said he would take a shower and be ready to go because he didn't want me to be sad about missing the zoo. I told him to not worry about it and we could go next week. He asked if I was mad and I said no and he made a mad dash to the bathroom. Apparently he ached all over and his tummy wasn't cooperating. The one bite of sausage was enough to send his stomach into spasms. And I'll spare you the specific details he shared with me upon his departure from the bathroom. I will tell you he suggested I call a HAZMAT team to attend to the bathroom...ewwwwwwwwwww!

So he went back to bed. I'm not kidding- this is a kid who only sleeps out of necessity. He'll stay up until he is physically no longer able to move anymore. So for Mac to voluntarily go back to bed, miss an outing and not eat, uttering apologies to me and bemoaning his aching body, headache, backache and tummy ache, means this kid was SICK, in all capital letters.

So, no trip to the zoo yesterday - we'll try again next week and maybe I can tell you about the monkeys flinging poo rather than Mac... well, you get the picture.

No monkey business,


Hecate said...

Sorry to hear Mac is sick. I hope he's feeling better now.

I desperately want to take my kids to the zoo, but I would have to almost get a second job to pay for us just to get in the damn gate. To take all 3 kids, my hubby and myself would cost $48!! That is just insane!!!!!

Maggie said...

He actually feels a bit better... he went back to bed after not eating breakfast and slept for about 7 more hours and seemed fine when he got up!

And a trip to the zoo sure can be spendy, unfortunately.

Ty-Anna said...

Poor Mac! No fun at all...

Hecate: WOW!! thats expensive here for your family it would probably cost just over $20 bucks to park and zoo entrance.

Cheryl said...

I've just discovered your blog and am totally smitten by it. I love you writing and your humor. You are a pleasure to read!

Maggie said...

Ty-Anna: yeah, I felt bad for him. But after about 8 more hours of sleep he felt fine- and was starved, of course!

Cheryl- Thank you thank you thank you! Welcome to "shoes/ purses" and I hope you enjoy the reading! *kisses*