Homecoming Queen and I are invited to friend J’s house tomorrow to view the episode of Oprah she was on. We drop friend J off at her home after yoga. This conversation ensues:
Homecoming Queen to friend J: Do we have to get all cute to come over?
Friend J laughs.
Manic: Do we have to shower?
Homecoming Queen: Do we have to wear makeup and put on jewelry?
Friend J laughs again.
Manic: Oh! And I’ll be sure to bring my Doonie and Bootchie purse!
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Later, in Starbucks, Homecoming Queen and I see two neighbor friends, the same two who got the memo last week that it was DON’T-GIVE-A-SHIT-HOW-WE-LOOK Day. Today, apparently was ANAL Day.
Manic: Oh, your nails look nice!
Neighbor: They’re not real.
Homecoming Queen and I look at our chewed up nails.
Neighbor: I’m anal about my nails and hair. Everybody’s anal about something.
Manic: I’m anal about food. Oh, and I guess I could be “anal” about my hair too. See, it looks like SHIT!
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Ajers came home from school and didn't want to do his reading before football practice. I told him he didn't have to do it then, but as soon as he got home from practice, he would have to do it, and then he could watch NO TV for the night.
He gets home, takes his shower, reads to Tukey (from his new Bible, no less!), and then gives me a look that I know means he wants to watch TV.
Me: NO! Didn't I tell you NO TV if you chose not to read when you got home? Did you think I was kidding when I said that?
Ajers grins at me, and then says: But mom, you're an easy nut to crack.
Guess what? It was such a spot-on comment, and it made me laugh so much that he proved me right.
I am an easy nut to crack. Dang it.