Spring has sprung...

Hi Stephen,

My mom has a knack for telling me gross stuff while I'm eating.  I don't know WHY the hell she does it, she just seems to know that it makes me ill, and gets some kind of hilarity out of it.  I try to get something over on her sometimes, too, but she's just a mom and too damned smart for her own good sometimes.  She knows when I'm pulling her leg.  Like, I just tried to tell her that the earthquake in Japan caused the earth to shift 4 inches on its axis---which is true---but I added, "It has shifted the entire space/time continuum in our universe, so now we may have visitors from other planets REALLY landing here." I guess that was just a little too over the top, she didn't believe me.

Anyway, so my mom and I have a fun relationship, most of the time.  Some days, she wants to choke the life out of me, and some days I want to snip her head off and step on it a few hundred times, but other than that, we get along most of the time just fine.  She also has a weird love of washing dishes by hand.  "I had 3 daughters so they could be MY dishwashers, when I was a young mom," she says, when I tell her to buy herself a dishwasher so she didn't have to waste time washing them by hand.  Once when I was fighting with my sister Tammy, she took us both by the hand, stood us in front of her, and said, "Okay, now that you're here, go ahead and kill each other. Go on, since that's what you seem to want to do all the time when I'm not looking, just go ahead and get it overwith, I'll watch." We just stood there blinking at her.  I guess she's a master at reverse psychology, because we stopped fighting.  I mean, what fun is THAT, to be given permission to kill each other?!  She took all the fun out of it.

Anyway,  I don't know what made me start with that stuff about my mom, but she has this way about her, telling me all sorts of disgusting things while I'm eating, and I just tell her to SHHH, stop it, I'm gonna hurl if you don't shut the hell up, but yet she giggles and thinks it's just the funniest thing on earth. One of these days, I'm gonna bite her face off.

So last weekend (did I tell you this already? I don't remember)...I was in a hotel restaurant, eating breakfast with Florence, just sitting there half awake, munching on bacon, when suddenly this stranger walks up to me, this woman, and says, "Excuse me, where did you get that shirt? My husband and I just LOVE Journey..."  I had forgotten what I was wearing, but it was a t-shirt with a photo montage of you. Yes, you.

I stuttered, "Huh? Oh, uh, yeah, um, I actually ordered it on Ebay,  and I love 'em too!"  But I thought that was kinda cool, to have some total stranger walk up to me and say they are also fans of Journey and they loved my shirt.  I thought of you immediately. Thanks for making me smile, and giving those 2 strangers a smile too.  See how cool you are??!!

I wanted to make sure I told you about that little blurb. That used to happen a lot when I was younger, and I think I still have about a dozen Journey t-shirts that I still wear, but it's like so totally automatic on my part, just to toss on a t-shirt, I don't really think about it, ya know?  Suddenly somebody reminds me, that your face is on my chest, and it gives me a warm fuzzy.  Love it when that happens!!

Well, I have to hit the road, we have to be gone for the house to be shown to more potential buyers.

I'll be back later to write more.  Hope you have a nice weekend.

Love, Rebecca