Me: (with camera draped around my neck) Does my necklace look too ostentatious?
Co-Worker: Well, it is a little flashy.
Me: I think it’s supposed to rain this weekend.
Co-Worker: Whatever. You can keep dry on the couch.
Ole Boy: (putting gas in my car) I miss the old way of getting gas.
Me: When they pumped it for you?
Ole Boy: Siphoning.
Me: I feel like I’m late if I’m not at work by 7:40.
Cousin: I feel like I’m late if I get there at 8:01…because uh, then I am!
Friend: Me first!
Friend: Never mind. If you’re letting me, it can’t be good for me.
Four year old Samara: (showing me a band-aid on her toe) I was getting a big fingernail off my toe. I made it sore.
Me: Why didn’t you get someone to clip that “fingernail” off your toe?
Samara: Because I was chewing it.
From my previous blog...originally posted in March, 2011