Ever hear that?

Ummm, too.

I've been asked how I can live in such a confined space...aka, THE DORM.

Well, it's cause I spent a lot of time in my room when I was a kid.

Especially between the ages of 15 and 16.

My dad decided to remarry.

She was 12 years older than me.

I was a teenager...

Not a bad one I should say.

And there's a whole 'Rest of the Story' there...

But that's for the other blog someday.

So, back to the "You're Grounded"

I mean, it wasn't like I'd committed some huge crime.

I was a teenager....

And it wasn't for a day or two, or even a week.

It was 2 weeks, minimum. Usually a month....

And she meant it!

So, I can live in the Dorm and be fine.

Although that was many years ago.

And I've since then lived in a few much bigger spaces.

I can still be ok here.

And this is actually bigger than my room was.

And it has a bathroom...

And I can walk out the door anytime I want...

And did I ever tell my kids "You're Grounded"?

Ya, but they were grounded FOREVER!


Enjoy your own little space.

Where ever it may be.

Keep Smilin (o:


Parsley said...

I love the little mouse pic!

Grounded....yeah...I think I'll do that.

Viki said...

Wow, a month to be grounded is quite the long time. I couldn't imagine. Although like you I told my son sometimes he MIGHT be grounded forever, ha.

Sue said...

I actually don't ever remember being grounded. Gosh, what an angelic child I must have been LOL

I do remember having priviledges taken away.

Regardless, I love my own little space. Wherever you are, it is what you make it. ♥