I am not amused when:
~ A friend told me she could not find my keys in my backpack...the lost keys were not the issue. The backpack she referred to is my purse!! I think I need to clean out my my 'purse'.
~ Someone walks up to me and tells me how gifted I am at some task that is in need of filling...hmmm
~ My 28 year old son calls to let me know how frustrated he is that the barrier barrels on the freeway don't move if you hit them and by the way - his side view mirror exploded - double NOT amused...ok..I did giggle a little.
~ I hear a loud crash in the kitchen, then silence.
~ I walk into a meeting and EVERYONE goes silent as they turn their heads in my direction.
~ I get a call from the doctor office that she wants to see me in person to give me the results of my recent exam...hmm
The long drives, stuffed in the back seat of our Pink Rambler, in between two sisters is where I learned the art of throwing daggers with my eyes and how many songs can be sung with words like 'this' and 'that', causing the tongue to shoot in the direction of whichever sister you were mad at the time with. All the while, having an excuse in the lyrics of the song. All that, and plethora more...
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