Whine: Two words: Cabin. Fever. We are gagging for some playground fun, some sidewalk chalk, some jump rope, some bubble blowing.... something OUTSIDE!!!
Wish: I fervently wish my butt crack wouldn't hang out of these jeans. Embarrassing.
Woo-hoo! I'm having dinner with my best girlfriends from high school tonight. It's been too long since I've seen them. So many people I know don't keep in touch with friends from high school, but these are some of my favorite people on the planet. They knew me while I was being molded, you know? While I was becoming me. I had low self-esteem in those days (quite a contrast from the conceited Jules you know today!), but I always knew I couldn't be too much of a loser because I had such flippin' awesome friends. Teen angst bonds people for life, don't you think? I mean once you go through the drama of mad, unrequited crushes, rotten cheerleading coaches, biz-nitchity, gossipy girls, I have to believe you are bonded for life. That kind of angst bonds like superglue. I wouldn't let my butt crack hang out in front of anybody else.
HA! You had low self esteem? I find that hard to believe. Esp since those jeans look awesome on you. And I haven't even seen them. : )
ReplyDeleteIs the weather groddy up there???? Why can't you play outside?
ReplyDeleteI agree with Carla. Having trouble imaging you look anything other than stellar.
Have fun tongiht with your high school bestie's! I've lost contact with so many of mine. I miss them though from afar. pour some out for me and my crew :)