I love when Facebook Memories remind me of such happy times. I teased Mark about this conversation for MONTHS following this vacation.
Mara's birthday is tomorrow. We had her party at our place off the grid last weekend. MY mom came out for it. So there was Mara. Mara's Mom. Mara's Grandma. Mara's Great-Grandma. Explain how all that works to a four year old. Melissa: "Mara, this is you Great-Grandma. You can still just call her Grandma,… Continue reading Conversations With Mara (re: Mom)
Got a text from my daughter. Granddaughter ::requests something to dip her chicken pot pie in:: Dad: "Such as?" Granddaughter: "Yeah, I do want suchas." Dad ::makes a sandwich:: Granddaughter: "That's not suchas. That's Mayo!!" Oh man, I wish they lived closer!!!!!
Michelle, scrolling through pinterest: "Oh wow! This sounds good. ::shows picture on phone:: "Holy cow, Mom. Doesn't this look good?" ::show picture on phone:: "Oh, THIS looks delicious!" ::shows picture on phone:: Me: "You know what's delicious?" Michelle (without looking up): "If you're talking about what's on your plate, I highly doubt it!" Me: "Om… Continue reading Conversations Around Dinner Time
I've taken to talking to myself. It happens sometimes. Normally when I have a lot of thoughts going through my head. I chuckled out loud this afternoon because I realized I was talking out loud, and not just thinking my thoughts. Perhaps it's a sign of senility. I had a run on my training plan… Continue reading Conversations With The Dog
A few weeks (??months??) back I mentioned this girl. Very nice girl. Very different girl. I don't know her name. But she has approached me a lot since our initial conversation. She seems to feel comfortable starting random discussions with me. Last night after body pump I was filling up my water bottle before I… Continue reading Defining Normal
We hired a new guy. For whatever reason, I've been the one to train him. (Long story as to what that reason is - won't get into it) He was sitting at my desk as I was going over a new job packet. Halfway through the packet, he just randomly blurts out: Your hair is… Continue reading Conversations Around The Cubicle