The Kids’ Summer Mantra: “I’m Bored!”

Recently, at Longhorn with the family, I pulled out my credit card to pay since hubs forgot his wallet.

“How are YOU gonna pay, Mom?” my kids heckled. “It’s dad’s money!”

“I have money too,” I said.

“Yeah, all the money you make from JOURNALISM??”

That’s funny coming from the unemployed. Although blood pooled in my eyeballs, I handled it well. With my iPhone, I simply Googled, and handed it to my daughters to fill out while we paid.


I'm sure they'll think your jokes are really funny at Taco Bell.
I’m sure they’ll appreciate a good joke at Taco Bell.

There are certain things my kids say that make me go postal, including their summer mantra, “I’M BORED!”

This year I’m being proactive and ordering my teenagers to devise a weekly summer schedule.

I imagine this is a schedule many high school kids would concoct:

First Week of June:

Complain about how mom is so lame for forcing me to call people and talk to them on the          phone. When would I ever need to do that in real life?

Second Week of June:

Complain about how mom always comes in my room. Why can’t she leave me alone? I’ll let her know when I need money or new noise-canceling headphones to drown out the sound of the vacuum cleaner.

Third Week of June:

Research location to buy illegal fireworks/beer for 4th of July party. Hide illegal items by moving them every day to the houses of different friends who are allegedly not invited to the party I am allegedly not having.

Fourth Week of June:

Ask dad if I can take the boat out on Pickwick Lake with a group of friends the night of July 4th to watch fireworks.

First week of July:

Take boyfriend on boat ALONE the night of July 4th to watch fireworks.

Second week of July:

After Pickwick Lake incident, research methods to bypass our home security system in order to sneak out of house after being grounded until the first day of school.

Third week of July:

Go on stupid vacation with stupid family to a stupid condo without internet. Beg to fly back home alone two days early to start a vague summer project I forgot about for school. Host a totally legit party for 175 Twitter friends at my house before parents return.

My sisters and my brother, Butthead, were so happy Disney World had wi-fi.

Fourth week of July:

Start two-a-day soccer practices. In between practices, clean garage and our 172-degree attic on account of the recent “parents were gone and police arrived” family meeting.

First week of August:

Gripe about how parents should’ve made me work out this summer because of having to run sprints on a soccer field that has more gravity on it than last year.


I'm just dehydrated from abusive forced labor in hot attic. And increased gravity.
I’m just dehydrated from abusive forced labor in hot attic. And increased gravity.


Second week of August:

Shop online with mom’s credit card at for new school clothes I can’t wear to school. Pay more for expedited shipping than the clothes cost because I wasted valuable shipping time researching “Hootchie Style” on Pinterest.

Third week of August:

Start school. Take new clothes purchased on internet with mom’s credit card to Plato’s Closet for cash.


On second thought, I want to ensure that my kids are too busy to engage in devious summer activities. I’m heading to Taco Bell for a chalupa, so maybe I’ll have a few words with the manager.

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4 thoughts on “The Kids’ Summer Mantra: “I’m Bored!””

    1. Yeah, the gravity really kicks in after they spend two months on the couch with chips and the remote control. Thanks for commenting!

  1. I’m feeling your pain, Cathy, as I start Day 1 of summer vacation with two teens in the house. Heading to right now.

    1. Lisa, now is the time to be proactive and hint to their friends’ parents about taking your teenager with them on their family vacations. 🙂 But based on your image, it looks like you’ve found a good solution to Tweenior Moments! Thanks for commenting!

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