As I mentioned yesterday, I’ve been on a run of prison themed shows. Currently, I’m speeding through Prison Break, wrapping up season 4 as we speak. Be still my heart, here comes Lincoln Burroughs. Who’s real name is Dominic, so it’s obviously love since I love men named Dominic. Well, at least one man :) Next, I’ll be continuing the prison-ness with the season 2 premiere of Orange is the New Black – June 6th people!
So … prison. I’ve never been, not even visited. I’ve had a speeding ticket or two in my day, but nothing that has put me on the brink of incarceration. So really, I can only imagine the realities. And imagine I do …
You know the problem with being a mom of two kids, two little cherubs, and watching prison shows? You start to think prison looks nice. Appealing, even. I mean, you have your own room no one can enter, someone else makes your meals and does your laundry. Late at night as I watch each episode I begin to wonder how much reading and writing I would get done in all that prison silence. A lot I’m sure.
Yes, of course there is prison drama to deal with, but isn’t the motto “don’t bother me and I won’t bother you”. I could handle that. I could leave everyone alone and in return, they could leave me alone. I WOULD BE ALONE. I just might have the opportunity to pee – by. my. self.
Yes, prison might be nice. Any other mamas concur?
Oh, and happy 21 month birthday, Max! Don’t you fret one bit … mama’s not really going to run off to prison. I know you need your mama milk and I’m pretty sure prison doesn’t let babies come for long-term visits. So, I guess we’re stuck with each other :) Anyways, silence ain’t got nothin’ on the memories our wild days are making! Hugs, kisses and let me pee alone once today, mmm’kay?
I’ve often bought that padded room in an insane asylum were created by moms for moms for similar reasons – it’s so clean! All the time! Quiet, soft, someone feeding you, etc …
Motherhood. It does a number on your thought process.