Tuesday, March 24, 2009
TEXTING WITH ERIC...IT'S LIKE A BOX OF CHOCOLATES....
My son, Eric, recently got a phone so he can text once again. He is a mad texting machine. He texts all the time. It's crazy. I love it. He is a random and creative guy, as is his brudder, so there's no telling what I'll be reading on my phone, or where the conversation will go...it's great... Oftentimes the conversation will start out completely normal by any one's standards and then just turn...JUST TURN...and all of a sudden, it appears as though I'M THE ONE WITH A PROBLEM....it's maddening...and funny...all at the same time...so I thought I would post one for remembery sake.... This is a "typical" conversation that I received last night while writing a homework paper....yea...
ERIC: I'm jamming out with Jamie and her husband. I love this.
MOM (me): Very cool.
ERIC: It IS vurry cool. I am loving life right now, Mom. I really am.
MOM: All because you have what you need? Or is it something else?
ERIC: Love, I think. Success, maybe.
MOM: That's nice.
ERIC: Life is good. We're budgeting and still have money. It's weird to have extra.
MOM: Actually, I've heard that's normal. :)
ERIC: I like normal...
MOM: Normal's good.
ERIC: There's a saying...it goes: don't hate, appreciate! That's what you need to do.
MOM: It's difficult.
ERIC: Just do it, Mom.
MOM: Bite me, honey.