-Ella is currently using one of my old cell phones. She found it, got clever, and inserted the SIM card from her phone, and she has been texting like crazy. It's a palm from 2007. Seriously. You'd think it was a space age iphone the way she has carried on with it. I don't even know why I kept it all these years. Well, it has provided her with so much joy. I guess keeping it in the junk drawer was a good decision.
-Chocolate milk is tasty. I am planning to drink chocolate milk everyday for the rest of my life. Or at least until I run out of chocolate milk and am too lazy to go buy more. I refuse to go to the grocery store more than once a week unless I absolutely have to. It's too painful. And stressful. And time consuming. Hey, you try reading the label on 99% of what you put in your buggy and see if you can make it out of Publix without nearly melting down. Or crying when you realize you're paying $8 for one tiny loaf of bread. Once a week is all I can manage without taking up alcoholism as a hobby.
-I have zero desire to go to Disney World. I realize this is abnormal. I know plenty of people who have taken their children there and loved it and can't wait to go back. I have never been and never want to go. Would I go for the children? Maybe. But it would hurt. I'm just not the cartoon-y, theme park-y kind of person. Places I would want to take my children have nothing to do with rides or characters. I have always wanted to go to Mammoth Cave. Well, not always. Just since 5th grade. Mrs. Arnold was one of my favorite teachers (ever), and she introduced me to Mammoth Cave. I hadn't heard of it before then, and the way she described it made me want to visit in the worst way. I would love to take my children there.
-Hadley was sitting shotgun in the car. She looked over at me and said, "I don't want to look like you when I am your age." It was brutally honest. It's okay, Hadley. I look in the mirror everyday and hope my reflection is just a nightmare. It isn't. I actually am the fat, old hag I never wanted to be. I told her to learn from my mistakes and lifestyle. She rolled her eyes. I will say, "I told you so" someday.
-You know the ole hypothetical question...if you could have dinner with any person dead or alive...yea, that one. I don't know that I could ever narrow it down to one person. I do have some choices for group lunch dates though. I would find it beyond interesting to sit down with Fred Phelps and Larry Flynt. At the same time. Just imagine that conversation. Insults would probably fly. I wouldn't say anything at all. Just listen. Even though these two men are opposites in many ways, they have both fought for freedom of speech valiantly. I might disagree with their ways of life, but I respect the determination. Yes, I think that would be a very interesting lunch.
-Ella just said, "Oooooo, I look GOOD in blue." Layton looked over at her and said, "You're not even wearing blue. That shirt is white." Turns out she was referring to her nail polish. Gees. These kids.
