Lisa Myers Bulmash 6/29/18 Lisa Myers Bulmash 6/29/18

Book of Bulmash, chapter 149

Behold the empty bed of the nine-year-old child! Look, and see the glee this absence hath bestowed in the heart of this boy's mother.
The boy had ignored the radio alarm designed to wake him. He slumbered despite the family dog's whine to be let out for bodily relief.
But the boy could not ignore the sound of his mother breathing,
For she had crawled into her son's bed and laid her head directly next to his own, so as to weaponize the breath of life.
As the air left her nostrils, it roared inside the semi-conscious boy's ear like the sound of a thousand vengeful bees pursuing their prey.
Of course, the child turned his head away from the sound. But this solution was short-lived,
For his mother simply began breathing heavily in the other, newly-exposed ear.
The child squirmed and grunted in protest, but to no avail.
At last the boy cried, "Begone, mother!
"I am awake and shall rise from my bed anon! Only thou must remove thyself and allow me to exit!"
"But my son," the mother responded, "thou hast plenty of room to exit, if thou climbest to the foot of thy bed.
"There and only there doth an escape route wait for thee."
Thereupon the mother resumed wielding her exhalation as a method of driving the child out of bed.
The boy leapt out of his cozy nest, desperate to flee his mother.
And once he retreated to the silence of the bathroom, the mother was wracked with a fit of giggles that buoyed her throughout the remaining morning routine.

Lisa Myers Bulmash 1/20/18 Lisa Myers Bulmash 1/20/18

Book of Bulmash, chapter 103

The mother peered into her coffee cup, trying to name the peculiar experience in which she found herself.
Had her soul left her body without her notice? Had she awoken to life in another universe?
Was the Apocalypse truly upon the family?
For the nine year-old had arisen from his bed with very little resistance that dawn.
The child recounted to his mother that he had resisted the temptation to sneak downstairs to the kitchen at midnight;
He had consumed a snack, but not one forbidden to him at that hour;
And further, the child announced, "I refrained from eating my snack upstairs in my bed --- nay, I ate at the kitchen table as I should.
"And then I cleaned up after my snack and returned to my bed to sleep."
The mother's eyes scanned the kitchen, but found no evidence to disprove the child's tale.
With some effort, she closed her slack jaw.
Meanwhile, the boy proceeded to consume his breakfast and morning dietary supplementation.
Then a great and nearly-incomprehensible revelation dawned in the mother's mind:
The child was Following Directions... without being goaded into this behavior by maternal rage and frustration.
The family was witnessing a morning ritual that would nourish all, body and soul.
The mother made sure to thank her son with genuine gratitude, bestowing a kiss to the forehead.
Then she returned to her caffeine and thanked the Almighty for what was surely a hallucination that would vanish with the rising sun.

Lisa Myers Bulmash 11/22/17 Lisa Myers Bulmash 11/22/17

Chapter 95

"O Mother!" cried the nine-year-old child. "I have great need of apparel which beareth the image of my school mascot!"
"Therefore must thou complete the order form so I may bring it to school on this, the day of deadline."
The mother half-pretended not to hear the boy's plea,
For her ears were still ringing with his most recent morning tantrum.
Then the mother replied to her son, "Thou seemest not to understand a fundamental principle of obtaining thy heart's desire;
"Namely, that one must not enrage the person whom you beseech for a favor."
And thus the mother closed her ears to the child's renewed howling.
She delivered him unto the place of learning, as was her duty.
But as she returned to their home to perform her ablutions before journeying to her place of employ, the mother reconsidered.
For was this day not the eve of giving thanks?
Should she not be grateful that her child had not enraged his teacher as well, and set the teacher's heart against him in the classroom?
Indeed, should the mother not give praise to The One for the continued good health of her children and her husband?
"I shall not acknowledge to my son that I have ordered his apparel," she grumbled to herself. "For that would send The Wrong Message regarding his behavior."
Nevertheless the mother did swallow her pride, and wrote out the necessary cheque of payment to the school's PTA