I somehow got talked into going go-karting yesterday.  Willie was at work so it was just the boys and I.  We were out and about doing a few errands when they started to ask beg for me to stop in at our local indoor kiddie go-kart track.  “Did you bring your own money?”  I asked.  Yes, they had – there goes that excuse.  So off we went.  But my youngest was too short for his own car, so I had to go in a double kart with him and do the driving.  Ok, maybe I drove a little too slow for his liking, but it was my first time!

But all this brings up another point.  Being the only girl, I’m always doing “boy” outings with them.  Go-karting, hockey museums, historical old jail tours, video game arcades, sporting events, dinosaur exhibits and such.  Never a girl outing is had.  Nope.  No trips to the Butterfly Conservatory for us!  You won’t find us at  any craft shows or Barbie exhibits.  No shoe museums or Home & Garden shows.  No Stars-on-Ice or The Nutcracker Suite.

Same goes for TV shows.  I’m constantly subjected to their shows.   Survivor Man, Man vs. Wild, any and all NHL /MLS / NFL / Premier League games, UFC, the Family Channel in general, and of course The Family Guy.  But do they tune in with me to my shows?  Will they agree to sit through “Say Yes to the Dress”?  Is HGTV ever on?  Do we sit down together to watch the latest episode of “Desperate Housewives” or re-runs of “Sex in the City”?  No.  In fact I’m not even granted access to the remote control so that there won’t be any accidental girlie show mishaps.

Nope – you see it’s 3 to 1 . . . and they always win.