Two hours at Chuck E. Cheese on a Saturday night will do that to you. Especially after a full day of Junior Ricardipus wrangling while Mrs. Ricardipus hid out at home, writing her last essay of the term.
Oh, the fun... including:
- taking Junior Ricardipus #2 to a gymnastics lesson, with JR#1 in tow
- doing homework for most of an hour with JR1 during said lesson
- picking up lunch on the way home
- taking JR2 to her swimming lesson later in the afternoon
- and then hauling both JRs to the aforementioned cheesy establishment for a full-on barrage of noise, chaos and general birthday party anarchy.
At the end of it all, I felt like I'd been beaten with a stick. I don't know how Mrs. Ricardipus does this kind of thing on a regular basis, I really don't.
P.S. The last time I was at a Chuck E. Cheese was circa 1984 in Rochester, New York, on a school trip. I didn't like the place then, either.
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so now you know. next you'll be offered periods and then childbirth. show us just what a man you are then ...
Ha ha ha ha ha. You women, always with the childbirth thing.
SHED SHED SHED SHED SHED.
There, that should keep you away for a bit ;)
Mrs. R. does this on a regular basis because she is EXCELLENT.
Also, we women are tougher than you. We just pretend to be the weaker sex so you'll do the heavy lifting.
When will women realise they can't live without us men? They like to think they control us, but in reality we are just using them to take the kids off our hands most of the time. We did our bit back in the bedroom some 9 months before the kids were born.
Oh, and one of my favourite comedians does a nice piece about Chuck E Cheese
I hate Chuck E Cheese
rik, we DO control you men - you just fail to observe that fact. even scaryduck is scared of his missus and that's saying something.
and r'pus, you only covered the childbirth thing. what about period cramps, back ache, pregnancy and throwing up, getting backache during that and everything else? all you men did was have sex and bingo we end up with all the hard work.
i bet you were up every night breast-feeding as well. we provide gorgeous babies that daddies think are so wonderful and are proud of, then lose an interest in till they can kick a ball around.
during that gap in their life you're all shacked up in your sheds - if you have one.
mwahahahaha.
It's good that we're breaking new ground in our discussions here ath the Ricardiblog, isn't it?
Rik - I await viewing that link with bated breath... can't do it right now unfortunately.
Men...bah!
That is all.
Bob - plz to post story on your blog. Thx.
Rik - When will women realise they can't live without us men?
Never. I am living proof that it is quite possible to live happily and productively without a male joined to you at the hip.
You do come in useful occasionally, say to blame sheds or bad smells on but other than that? Pffft!
So sorry I don't comment as often as I should, but (in case you didn't already know) I do lurk, and read what's going on... just not as often as I should because stuff to do with life gets in the way...
Anyway, I know not of this thing called 'Parenthood' of which you speak, but thank you for explaining what 'Chuck.E Cheese' is to me.
I've heard the name via such programmes as Friends, and it looks as awful as I thougt it would be.
*goes back to lurking*
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