Emma.
4.26.2009
4.18.2009
Comments from mom
My mom says the funniest things.
[On the phone with my dad]
Oh, hon, the Amish Market has the most beautiful strawberries! Oh my goodness.
[Observing me hum a zumba tune in my room]
Hey, Boo, you're so lively.
[Responding to whether I should try wearing contacts again]
Oh, Boo, you'll look so beautiful.
[Responding after I pointed to a guy I thought was a little cute at the market]
No, Boo, he's not attractive at all.
[Regarding my dad and his phone calls]
Mom: Boo, your dad called me probably 30 times yesterday! Can you believe him?! Ugh, your father sometimes.
Me: Well, wouldn't you have gotten mad if he HADN'T called?
Mom: Oh, you better believe it.
[On the phone with my dad]
Oh, hon, the Amish Market has the most beautiful strawberries! Oh my goodness.
[Observing me hum a zumba tune in my room]
Hey, Boo, you're so lively.
[Responding to whether I should try wearing contacts again]
Oh, Boo, you'll look so beautiful.
[Responding after I pointed to a guy I thought was a little cute at the market]
No, Boo, he's not attractive at all.
[Regarding my dad and his phone calls]
Mom: Boo, your dad called me probably 30 times yesterday! Can you believe him?! Ugh, your father sometimes.
Me: Well, wouldn't you have gotten mad if he HADN'T called?
Mom: Oh, you better believe it.
4.12.2009
Safety and first in, first out
My mom and sister asked me recently (at two separate times) why I use pants when I go to sleep. And by pants I mean light, comfy, stretchy, cotton bottoms.
And the answer is:
In case a plane crashes into my bedroom; I don't want to be the only one in the neighborhood who's rummaging through stuff with my butt hanging out. Without a bra, I don't mind, but I must ensure that my sexyparts (ahem) won't make more national news.
Another item I explained was my shelving of towels and t-shirts. I rotate those items. I pull from the top, and the fresh batch of laundry goes under the pile waiting for its turn.
Okay, I'll admit it; I treat toilet tissue, hand towel, and my eating utensils the same way.
Safety and first in, first out, yo. That's what's on my mind.
And the answer is:
In case a plane crashes into my bedroom; I don't want to be the only one in the neighborhood who's rummaging through stuff with my butt hanging out. Without a bra, I don't mind, but I must ensure that my sexyparts (ahem) won't make more national news.
Another item I explained was my shelving of towels and t-shirts. I rotate those items. I pull from the top, and the fresh batch of laundry goes under the pile waiting for its turn.
Okay, I'll admit it; I treat toilet tissue, hand towel, and my eating utensils the same way.
Safety and first in, first out, yo. That's what's on my mind.
4.08.2009
The importance of napping
If only I'd taken naps when I was a teenager. I probably would've been crafty enough to invent something and retire when I was twenty. Then I could zumba, read, do puzzles, and travel whenever I wanted to.
I remember being "told" to take a nap when I was a kid. During summertime, my grandma would march the grandkids into the bedroom for a nap. We protested, we tried to force our eyelids to stay open, we hated the idea of not being outside playing hide and seek or Mother May I.
But damn it, did we wake up refreshed and energized, and you could count on a competitive game of Red Light Yellow Light Green Light.
I remember being "told" to take a nap when I was a kid. During summertime, my grandma would march the grandkids into the bedroom for a nap. We protested, we tried to force our eyelids to stay open, we hated the idea of not being outside playing hide and seek or Mother May I.
But damn it, did we wake up refreshed and energized, and you could count on a competitive game of Red Light Yellow Light Green Light.
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