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Let's face it...  

Posted by mindyluwho in ,

with the invention of texting, the English language is deteriorating.

So... my 13 year old daughter was using my cell phone today and this is what I found in my text messages when I got it back from her. She was having a 'conversation' with my 17 year old daughter.......

Yup.

No. Way.

Your face.

No your face.

Your face doesn't have a freakin kidney.

Well ur face is a dried up racoon with one eye walking down a alley with a flower singing "think of me".

Well your face is a dead snake on a trycicle and the trycicle is in the middle of kuntucky...

Your face has a purple banana growing out the side of it.

And ur face is a dead owl...

Your face has the chicken pox.

Your face has the meesles.

Your face can't spell.

Your face can't sing.

Your face can't dance.


Ah, yes. These is my girls! I actually edited some of the insults as they got to be a little morbid. It was all in good natured fun, and I laughed my head off while I was reading them, but I couldn't help thinking that perhaps they could have done better, after all they have both taken a couple of years of Shakespeare and if your going to insult, you need only look to the master of insults for inspiration. Perhaps the 'conversation' might have gone something like this:

And in thy brain which is as dry as the remainder biscuit after a voyage, thou hath strange places.

Well, you are the must chaff, and you are smelt above the moon.

Ha! I was seeking for a fool when I found you.

Yeah, well, four of thy five wits went halting off, and now is thy whole person governed with one.

Well, you lisp and wear strange suits.

And you are a most pathetical nit.

Watch out, thou art winding the watch of thy wit, by and by it will strike.



Well, "More of [this] conversation would infect my brain" so I think I'll sign off for now. And you might want to "Weed this wormwood from your fruitful brain"!

Movie watching 101  

Posted by mindyluwho in



My 8 year old son is just like me when it comes to movie watching. If there is something suspensful or potentially embarrassing for a character he covers his eyes or hides under a pillow or blanket and plugs his ears, or sometimes just gets up and runs from the room. He also giggles and laughs continually throughout a movie; sometimes it's more fun to watch him than to watch the movie! Occasionally while riding in the car he will burst into laughter over seemingly nothing. When questioned about it he will say that he was thinking of a certain part of a movie and then try and describe it to you all the while giggling uncontrollably. He certainly has the art of movie watching down!

Yesterday I took my kids to see The Pirates Who Don't Do Anything. We love Veggie Tales and thoroughly enjoyed the movie. My son was sitting beside me and was his usual entertaining self: giggling, plugging his ears, squirming in his seat. The only problem was he didn't have a blanket to hide under and he couldn't get up and run out of the theater, so to compensate, at one point when he had his ears plugged. he yells out "Mom, quick! Put your hands over my eyes!"