Thursday, March 4, 2010

My Fantasy and Reality

I've never done this, but if I were going to, TODAY would be the day I would lay in bed and do nothing but eat bon bons. The sky is gray, there's a chill in the air, and I hear the constant tink tink of rain dripping on something metal outside. If I could, I would put on my blue fuzzy socks, wrap my purple robe around me, dive underneath my feather comforter, and lay still listening to the rain until it lulled me to sleep. Occasionally I would wake up, take a sip of something scrumptious, and pop a bon bon in my mouth. I'm not sure if I've ever eaten a bon bon, but I envision something like this.

After licking my fingers clean from the melted chocolate the bon bon imprinted on me, I would invite a book to join me for the rest of the day. It wouldn't be just any book, not some hum-drum unsatisfying story. No, it would be a book that completely removes me from my own reality, and leads me into a fantasy world I don't want to leave. If such a book isn't around, maybe I would put on a movie. More specifically, a Jane Austen adaptation. Something I've seen a million times, so I can let my head sink back into my pillow, close my eyes, listen to Mr. Darcy describe Elizabeth Bennet as tolerable, but not handsome enough to tempt him, and see it all happen beneath my droopy lids. I would probably drift in and out of sleep, only to wake up just in time to see Lizzy touring Pemberley. I would stay awake for the remainder of the movie, because let's face it, the last hour and a half or so is the best part. At the conclusion of the movie, my stomach would ask my hand to please pop another bon bon in my mouth. My hand would oblige, and to be honest after such an exhausting day. . . a relaxing bubble bath would be in order.

Yes, if I COULD this would be how I would spend this gray rainy day: Rest, Jane Austen, bubble bath, and bon bons.

But, it is not meant to be. You see, I have a messy house that needs tending and two children to snap me out of this delusion. There's no time for idleness when I'm needed for block stacking, grilled-cheese making, apple slicing, fort building, book reading, milk pouring, spill cleaning, nose and butt wiping, crayon coloring, "all better" kissing, pretend play dough food eating, child snuggling, baby mugging, ABC singing, laundry folding, dish doing, trash emptying, shelve dusting, floor vacuuming, and a myriad of other tasks that end in -ing.

So I'm off to take care of them. No bon bons in bed for me. Eh. . . bon bons make you fat anyways.


Amberly said...

ah, but what a lovely fantasy it is!

Joni said...

Sounds lovely. One whole day dedicated to bon bons..:)

The Kelly Variety said...

Yeah, bon bons and Mr. Darcy. . .don't call today I'll be busy the kids will be taking my phone calls. :)

Mary Ann Carlile said...

Your post just took me away - that sounds so wonderful. You know you're a mom when a vacation to you means checking into a hotel anywhere, for 3 days, alone, with a few good books and room service on speed dial. But now I need to add a jacuzzi bathrub to the hotel amenities.

Audie said...

I want that fantasy day too!

Boom said...

Your day will come because all your effort is piling up to make it a reality down the road!

Wish I was there, I would make it happen sooner.

Love Mom