| My momz is the new LiLo. |
My mom has only recently discovered texting, and she can usually only do it in response to a message- she has never sent a text of her own initiative.
UNTIL NOW. She's substitute teaching today and I guess she got bored because I received this message in a meeting this morning and guffawed like an asthmatic horse:
i have nothing to do i could actually take a nap this makes the day sooooo long i wish i could leave and go for a walk im going to the library i still cant capitalize dont get mad ps punctuation is hard i love you baby girl xoxoxo mama bear pps i am like paris h with the text messages
It cracks me up that my mom knows enough people named Paris that she has to add the "H" to distinguish. Also, I don't know who told her about Paris Hilton in the first place because it most certainly was NOT me, nor was it This Old House or America's Test Kitchen or MacNeil Lehrer News Hour (The News Hour With Jim Lehrer, if you're picky) and those are her primary sources of information.
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She probably thought you might have misunderstood her for the city of Paris. They are notorious for their croissants and text messaging. And being cheese eating surrender monkeys.
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Your mom is way more technologically advanced than my parents. My dad refuses to use a computer and my mom holds the cell phone like a walkie-talkie in front of her mouth when talking. My dad refuses to use it.
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I fear what would happen if my parents used text messaging. Dear God. My dad's pocket calls me all the time... I would be really pissed if I got charged a quarter each time his hip hit his phone just the right way to send me a text. Jeez.
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my dad texted me once. i shit you not it said:
'CALL HOME NOW'
why the shouting dad? How very authoritarian of him, right?
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i just figured out what Lilo meant.
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I did some research for you and I actually found 72 hits on Paris Hilton on the PBS website.
I am your latest #1 fan, and I just somehow found your blog yesterday, stayed up until 3 a.m. reading the whole thing, and laughed my ass off the whole time. Love you, love your show.
P.S. Did you know that if you click the "handicapped" icon by the Blogger word verification you can hear Satan speaking? It just really freaked me out before I figured out what was going on. It's probably something you need to try for yourself. But also if you need to HEAR the word verification, how can you see well enough to type it in?
First-time commenter will shut up now.
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Julia-
I did NOT know that! Thanks for the tip! And thanks for your comment. I love meeting new people.
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HOLY SHIT. Julia (and Meg, of course) I did NOT know that. I just tried it and... well, after I finish this I'm going to go and hide under my bed.
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I just found your blog while reading http://charmingbutsingle.com/.
Wow what a hoot. Every time I see my mom, she asks me to check her voicemail. Sometime 2-3 weeks have passed. I changed her greeting to say "don't leave a message, just call back later."
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She probably thought you might have misunderstood her for the city of Paris. They are notorious for their croissants and text messaging. And being cheese eating surrender monkeys.